Matchmaking Event?

The girls in particular couldn't help giving him a second look.

They privately marveled at him.

Sure enough, good-looking people looked good no matter what they wore.

If Yue Ling hadn't explained, they might have thought it was some new hairstyle.

Yue Ling met everyone's eyes and nodded in greeting.

Then he sat down, helplessly smoothed his hair, which was still sticking up, and said to Wu Ming, "Congratulations to you and the others, Senior Sister, for winning Shrek another championship at the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament."

"Oh, it was nothing." She waved a hand, then looked him earnestly in the eye. "Next time, it'll be your turn. Make sure you keep Shrek's championship streak alive..."

"We will."

Seeing the determination flash in his eyes, Wu Ming felt reassured. She turned to Dai Yueheng and said,

"Now that everyone's here, let's get the food out. We're all hungry."

"Sure."

Dai Yueheng nodded and pressed a button beneath the table. Before long, servers began bringing out dish after dish.

The spectacle stunned Yue Ling. Now this is upscale.

I bet a meal here costs a fortune!

The female student who had been bickering with Wu Ming had fallen silent, too. She suddenly felt she wasn't worthy of Yue Ling.

And she meant that literally: he was simply too "perfect."

Maybe only that person from the Shrek Inner Court would be a match for him...

Lost in thought, she gradually gave up on making Yue Ling her partner and sighed to herself.

Soon, everyone began chatting about this and that.

The members of the Reserve Team excitedly recounted what they had seen in the Heaven Dou Empire and how powerful its Soul Masters were. Yue Ling ate quietly, listening closely to their conversation.

He had learned from books