Not a Noble Young Master, but a Bandit

"Did you watch the tournament?"

"Mm-hmm."

The two looked very serious, then spoke in unison about the hottest topic of discussion: "Contestant 1919 is so handsome..."

"Yeah, I really want to see him advance. His luck is amazing, and he's seriously mysterious too—"

"I can't wait for the bets afterward..."

"Contestants 1145 and 1919 seem to have such great chemistry—"

One of them said this with an expression that screamed "I'm shipping it," only to be loudly rebuked by the other: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you see contestant 1919's earlier betting video? He has a family in his own civilization. He even has children."

As she spoke, she happily shared the drone footage from "Russian Roulette." "Look, his wife is so pretty... and his daughter's green hair is so cute."

Wow! What kind of heavenly civilization was this...

(Xiao Cui: ???)

"Yawn... Time for dinner."

The pink-haired alien homeroom teacher muttered to herself. Still watching the livestream, she was about to switch to the ordering page...

When an incoming communication request abruptly interrupted her.

Glancing at the name on the screen, she bent her arm and raised her watch to her mouth. "Hello, Dad."

Greeting him like this, the alien homeroom teacher sounded quite casual. "Have you found me a new blind date yet?"

The man on the other end of the call was somewhat speechless.

Logically speaking, as the daughter of a councilor, she had no need to worry about marriage... but his daughter's standards were simply too high.

Unless someone was truly exceptional, it was difficult for them to catch her eye.

She was not even willing to meet them for a blind date...

And truly outstanding people would hesitate somewhat because of their civilization's unusual body types... it was difficult.

He had indeed introduced