The first day of the lunar new year arrived as scheduled.
Inside a residence somewhere in Wulie River City, a young woman ate breakfast while looking at her phone.
"Live on, and see it with your own eyes!"
"Don't fall before dawn."
"What if?"
On the phone screen, a human youth dressed in feathered robes and flowing ribbons was flying above an ancient city.
His voice was calm and powerful, stirring people's hearts.
It was not until the woman saw the youth slowly descend again, surrounded by the masses, that she put down her chopsticks.
Her eye sockets reddened.
Excitement? Joy? Fanatical worship?
It seemed to be none of those.
It was more like... regret?
Wu Shanshan had watched this video an unknown number of times.
Lu Ran's supreme bearing, as though he ruled the world, had left her dumbfounded time and time again.
In her memories, he was still that little lamb who went mee mee.
Although he differed from other Celestial Goat Believers, and during the time they had trained together, Lu Ran had done his utmost to present himself as a Battle Sheep unafraid of enemies.
But at the end of the day, he was still a lambkin people disliked.
A paper tiger, cowardly at heart.
So what if he put on a good performance?
The more a person lacked something, the harder they tried to show it off!
The moment he encountered a true powerful enemy, he would be the first to shrink back, surely the first to flee.
Who would be willing to team up with someone like that?
Back then, Wu Shanshan, a believer of the Second-Class God Asha, had been assigned by the school to Lu Ran's team.
More precisely, Jiang Ruyi's team. She had become teammates with Lu Ran and Deng Yutang.