The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 472 - 469: Your Smile Is Really Ugly
Jin Chen and the others finished speaking, and, surrounded by their fair-weather friends, swaggered away.
"Sister?"
Little Xinzhuo expressed her concern.
"Don’t worry, whatever is meant to come will always find its way. Sikong Ran may lack conscience, but he wouldn’t go so far as to confuse right and wrong."
Xin Lin wasn’t worried about testing for the Dark Spirit Root.
Now that she had condensed the Fire Spirit, it stands to reason that there should be a Dark Spirit Root within her.
It’s just that she was considering whether to choose the Spiritualist Class or the Martial Artist Class.
She is both a Spiritual Practitioner and a Martial Artist, with cultivation in both aspects being closely matched.
Unfortunately, Qingtian Academy doesn’t have a class for dual cultivation of Dark Spirit and martial arts. If she wants to look after Little Xinzhuo, she must attend the Spiritualist Class. If she wants to rely on Murong Ziyue for support to swagger through Qingtian Academy, then she must join the Martial Artist Class.
"No matter which class, I want to be with Sister."
Little Xinzhuo clenched her little fists, her face full of determination.
Murong Ziyue was about to speak when she felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, and the words that reached her lips were forcibly swallowed back.
"Ziyue, are these two your good friends that you often mention?"
A male supervisor approached, a smile on his face.
Wearing the same dark green Supervisor’s clothes, the garment seemed to emit a completely different aura on him.
His deep eyes, high nose bridge, and amber-colored lips smiled, slightly narrowing his eyes, emitting a handsome and subtly sexy vibe.
His appearance elicited screams from many of the new female students and the older ones.
"It’s Master Mu!"
"Master Mu is so handsome!"
Xin Lin paid no attention to this Master Mu; she looked somewhat curiously at Murong Ziyue.
Murong Ziyue’s expression became a bit stiff, and even her breathing seemed tense; the previously relaxed atmosphere around her vanished instantly.
Could this person be related to Ziyue?
"Third Brother."
Murong Ziyue called out dryly.
"This is my Third Brother, Mu Bai. He has just arrived at Qingtian Academy and is serving as a supervisor here."
Murong Ziyue briefly introduced the newcomer.
"It’s you!"
Little Xinzhuo recognized the man as the one from the feast at the Imperial Palace.
"Seventh Prince, we meet again."
Mu Bai greeted politely with a bow.
He then turned his gaze to Xin Lin, nodding and smiling.
Mu Bai recognized Xin Lin.
This little fellow was previously working as a general worker at Taoyao Pavilion.
That little black sword... speaking of which, she was somewhat related to it.
"Third Brother Mu, you seem decent and presentable, but your smile is rather ugly. It’s a forced smile that comes off as quite unattractive."
Unexpectedly, Xin Lin, unlike the other girls who were dazzled by him, replied stiffly.
The smile on Mu Bai’s face froze.
His smile ugly?!
She dared to find fault with the smile of Mu Bai, one of Fengdong’s three young masters!
How many young girls and married women had he dazzled with his charm!
Mu Bai stood thunderstruck for a good while before he regained his composure.
Murong Ziyue was also taken aback.
She had not expected Xin Lin to criticize Third Brother’s smile...
Typical Xin Lin!
Murong Ziyue chuckled, as if a well that had been silent for a century had been disturbed by a small stone, creating ripple after ripple.
"Ziyue, let’s go. With distinguished guests visiting, we should take the opportunity to learn."
Xin Lin pulled Murong Ziyue and Little Xinzhuo along, ignoring Mu Bai, and walked away.
Mu Bai pondered as he watched the three walk away, noting how Xin Lin affectionately linked arms with Murong Ziyue and the spring in Murong Ziyue’s step.
It seems this Xin Lin is quite influential.
