The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The students under the stage focused on listening to every word of the old man carefully, and looked up at the old man on the stage with 12 points of respect. Only the old man's voice remained in the huge square.

"How long will the old man Mu Feng talk?" Wu Yue muttered again.

"The principal is not an old man, but a venerable immortal." Jing Hao glared at Wu Yue and said in a low voice.

"He's over a hundred years old, yet he said he's not an old man." Wu Yue shook her head and sighed, Mu Feng's kind appearance captured another young heart.

When the speech on the podium came to a certain point, the freshmen in the audience became agitated and showed excited expressions.

"Freshmen, why did you enter Lance Academy? Please think about it carefully." Mu Feng walked down the stage and walked towards the freshmen, with plain robes slightly raised and white hair fluttering, like a fairy descending from the sky.

The students fell into contemplation one after another, some were perplexed, some were firm, some sighed, and some were helpless...

Mu Feng came to a freshman casually, and asked with a smile: "This new classmate, why did you enter Lance College?"

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old freshman was surprised for a moment, and then said with a firm smile: "In life, you can't be too useless. You don't want to be famous, but you want to live freely. Then you must have some strength to be able to walk. Get through life's ups and downs."

"It's not bad to have this opinion at such a young age." Mu Feng smiled and nodded.

"Thank you principal for your compliment." The freshman bowed excitedly and saluted.

Mu Feng continued to walk backwards, and asked another freshman casually: "This new classmate, why did you enter Lance College?"

This freshman was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was very tall and strong. He was excited when he heard the principal ask him a question, and his face was full of fighting spirit: "I don't want to lag behind others, I want to be strong, have a strong Eudemons, duel with other powerhouses, and improve your cultivation level step by step."

"That's right, I have lofty aspirations, but don't act too hastily and aim too high. I keep the road of the strong in my heart, and cultivation is only one of them." Mu Feng still nodded with a smile.

"Thank you, the principal, for your reminder. The students will keep it in mind." The freshman bowed excitedly and saluted again.

Mu Feng has been walking through the team of freshmen. After this, he has asked the same question more than ten times. The freshmen have different answers and have their own opinions, and they are definitely not boastful.

It has always been the end of the last department, Mu Feng stopped, bent slightly, and asked the little boy kindly: "Little classmate, why did you enter Lance College? "

Jing Hao raised his head excitedly, opened his grape-like eyes wide, and after a long while, he mustered up the courage to say: "At first, I came to Lance Academy at the order of my father, and later, later..."

"What happened after that?" Mu Feng smiled, his long white eyebrows were slightly bent, and his almost wrinkle-free face looked more kind.

"Later, I met classmate Hanyue, and I wanted to be a classmate with her." Jing Hao's face flushed, and he finished speaking vigorously.

As soon as this remark came out, the hall roared with laughter. The principal asked so many people, and this was probably the most unambitious answer. How many people wanted to enter Lance Academy, in order to become a strong and respected person, but no one thought that someone actually wanted to accompany them.

Hearing the loud laughter, Jing Hao's small face was puffed up, even his neck was red, and his grape-like eyes were watery, almost overflowing with mist.