Chapter 1482 - 1480: Sword Prison
Hmph, you underestimate the willpower of our academic leader too much.
Just a moment ago, the research assistant who greeted me with delight suddenly drew a sword against me.
Facing this sudden change, Fu Qian stood unyielding under the sword’s brilliance, without retreating a single step.
No matter how violently you demand wages, there are no overtime payments.
As it turns out, research assistants do still cherish their current positions.
Facing Fu Qian’s unwavering eyes, the sword aimed relentlessly and finally stopped at his brow, without warning.
Undoubtedly, this is an all too familiar scene.
In Fu Qian’s mind naturally emerged the time when, upon first arriving at the Academy, he joined the "Swarm," and Brother Jianxin angrily used the private chat invitation sent by Miss Liushuang.
However, with a cold demeanor and sharp gaze, Miss Liushuang, wielding a sword again, was much more advanced than back then.
In his admiration, Fu Qian neither spoke nor resisted the special concept that enveloped him.
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Pure white, vast, boundless.