Feng Xingying's words basically made Du Shushu win everything in his bet.
"We made a lot of money this time. It's so cool! The boss is the best!" Xiao Chen excitedly rushed over to hug Feng Xingying.
What he got in his arms was a fat cat weighing more than 40 kilograms!
It almost knocked him down.
"Oh my god, is this a cat? This is a little tiger!" Xiao Chen was about to cry but had no tears.
The snow-white cat actually gave him a big, humane look. After a quick look, its fat body trembled, it would land on Ji Jue's lap and become a quiet and beautiful girl again.
When the white cat lay down, its four paws and one tail were curled up in the long hair on its only child, and its head was also wrapped around it, forming a ball shape.
After that, head down, it completely turned into a snow-white stall.
No wonder Mr. Ji is covered with a white plush cloth. It turns out that it is a spiritual beast
Xiao Chen swallowed his saliva and saw Ji Jue's wheelchair stuck between him and Feng Xingying. He realized belatedly that she was a woman, and there were differences between men and women. He shouldn't have hugged her.
But he really just wanted to express his excitement and had no intention of eating tofu or anything.
In Xiao Chen's opinion, Feng Xingying is more of a man than a man.
Ji Jue glanced at Xiao Chen and threw the big fat cat in her hand over again.
Xiao Chen dared not to catch the spirit beast of the Spirit King, so he quickly caught it and held it like a beauty, fearing that his hand would slip and throw the white cat to the ground.
"Let's go." Ji Jue's red lips parted slightly and she said only one word.
This was the first time that Feng Xingying saw such a cool side of Ji Jue. When facing Feng Xingying on weekdays, he would try to be as gentle and easy-going as possible.
But today he is a mentor, so facing Xiao Chen and others is naturally different.
Feng Xingying, Xiao Chen and other Royal Academy students all followed Ji Jue unexpectedly.
At the Royal Academy, freedom and equality are advocated. Any student can choose to listen to the instructor's lectures or not to attend.
It's just that students who are in the name of their tutor must support their tutor, and even help the tutor with some auxiliary work such as publicity and demonstrations.
This has resulted in competition between tutors at the Royal College. Which tutor has more students when starting classes and whose students have higher rankings are also symbols of their status.
Of course, you don't have to worry about these things.
Because he is the Spiritual King.
Just these two words, his classes must be attended by the most people.
With these two words in mind, except for a freak like Feng Xingying, everyone else would probably be eager to join his sect.
Some people even began to envy Xiao Chen, who actually received special care from the Spirit King's mentor and could hold the spirit beast for him.
As Ji Jue's only named student, Feng Xingying naturally had to push the wheelchair for him.
However, Ji Jue did not go to any classroom, but walked farther and farther until she reached the entrance of the Royal Academy.
Some people had left midway, but more people still followed curiously, wanting to see what this Lord Spirit King was doing.
"You all want to take my class?" Ji Jue suddenly stopped and asked.
"Yes!" There are always some people whose admiration for the Spirit King can transcend many unknowns and doubts.
"Okay, I will just say one thing: my class is outside this cage, between the vast world.
I'll give you half a day to prepare. If you want to continue the class, gather here at 10:00 tomorrow and prepare the things on the list. "