Although Chen Yu said everyone could take whatever they wanted, and the others all said, "We'll listen to our godfather," once they actually arrived at a Heaven Origin Tea shop in Wenchang City, everyone was surprisingly quiet.
Eight hundred people stood guard outside the forbidden zone in perfect order. Ma Daqiang, the pillar of morality, strode proudly into the shop and politely told the Ghost Cultivator lady inside, "Miss, we're here to rob you."
"Not Ghost Cultivator. I'm Xu Youran."
The one behind the counter was none other than Xu Youran.
When she heard that Chen Yu was taking the National College Entrance Examination, Heaven Origin Morning Light had treated it like a major crisis. The Logistics Department had gone all out, preparing to put on a big show for their leader.
So, at Wenchang Station, the first stop, Xu Youran had personally taken charge. She was ready to build up experience properly and let Chen Yu know that the Logistics Department was not just idling around.
After correcting Ma Daqiang's form of address, Xu Youran looked at him and immediately felt a dense aura of morality wash over her, leaving her refreshed.
Such lofty morality!
As expected of President Chen's classmate. This natural morality did not contain the slightest trace of fakery. In his previous life, he must have been some great master, perhaps even a major figure playing at life among mortals.
With morality this lofty, his academic performance must also be outstanding. This time, he would surely get into a fine university.
With that thought, Xu Youran glanced at the betting website on her phone and quietly asked, "What should I call you, classmate?"
"Ma Daqiang!"
"Excellent name! Success upon mounting the horse, righteousness and dignity, broad knowledge and a strong memory! What a fine name."
"You