How Could He Know It Wasn't Fate's Favor Once More

"Are you the dean?"

Wu Yong warily sized up his surroundings, distrust plain in his eyes. However, since the other party had not shown any obvious hostility for the moment, he had no intention of exposing him. He merely said, "If there's nothing else, may I leave?"

"Of course, but..."

Just as Wu Yong was about to leave, his steps halted again. Lin Cheng smiled. "Fate is a marvelous thing. Sometimes, once certain opportunities are missed, there will never be a chance to make up for them again. I can see that you seem deeply troubled. Perhaps you can find your answer at Destiny Academy.]|I{•------» «------•}I|["

Those words seemed to strike a chord deep within Wu Yong.

Wu Yong's gaze dimmed for a moment. Slowly, he turned around. Seeing Lin Cheng still smiling at him, he forced a stiff smile. "Fate only favors those blessed by it. Clearly, I've already been abandoned by it."

With that, Wu Yong did not turn and leave after all. Instead, he simply found a spot and plopped down on the ground, looking somewhat dejected.

At the very moment he had turned around, a sudden confusion had seized him.

If he left here, where was he planning to go?

Where else could he go?

Should he go to Berserk Blade Academy, or return home and face his younger sister with his tail between his legs?

He wanted neither choice, so he was lost. It just so happened that there was someone here who could keep him company and talk. Though the man looked like a mystifying swindler, Wu Yong was already in such a state—what was there left worth swindling him out of?

With that in mind, he stayed after giving it a little thought.

Seeing this, Lin Cheng smiled and said in a half-joking