"It's you... Xiao Meng..."
The familiar voice made Xiao Meng turn his head instinctively. His gaze followed the direction it came from, and everyone else's eyes snapped over as well.
A young woman about his age stared at him as if she had seen a ghost, her pretty face filled with utter disbelief.
She was delicate and beautiful, with black hair cascading like a waterfall and snowy, translucent cheeks that glimmered faintly. She was a rare beauty. A longsword hung at her waist, and her figure was quite tall, but the most eye-catching thing was her pair of smooth, slender legs—an absolutely lethal temptation for men.
"Xiao Yu..." Xiao Meng recognized her at a glance. She was Xiao Ning's older sister and his cousin, Xiao Yu.
At that moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
These two actually knew each other?
Xiao Yu remained unable to recover for a long while, completely bewildered. How had Xiao Meng entered the academy? How had he entered Little Demoness's bathhouse? And how had he captured Little Demoness?
After regaining her senses, Xiao Yu coldly demanded, "Why are you here? What did you do to Senior Sister Hu Jia? Release Senior Sister Hu Jia at once."
Her tone was openly condescending and scolding.
Xiao Meng frowned. Because Xiao Yan had barged into the hot spring where she was bathing in the back mountain years ago and touched her thigh, she had chased Xiao Yan down for half a year. Not only that, she had come to hate Xiao Meng by association and found fault with him at every turn.
Sometimes, if he said one wrong thing, she would chase him all over the mountains. Back then, he had still been young and had not awakened the system, while Xiao Yu had already begun cultivating. Naturally,