Why the hell were you blushing?!
Zheng Qing roared soundlessly in his heart, then cast a melancholy glance at his tray. On it were not the steamed buns and millet porridge he had wanted, but steak, juice, and an omelet.
The sauce spread over the steak gave off faint magical ripples, a layer of tiny starlike specks floated on the juice, and the omelet was covered with a thick layer of caviar.
This was not a breakfast he could afford.
But returning it now would make things difficult for the little girl behind the counter.
"How much?"
The young publicly funded student silently sighed and touched his still fairly full Gray Cloth Bag.
"Hello, Senior!"
The little girl behind the counter seemed to have been struck by lightning. Her body suddenly went rigid, and the tongs in her hand jabbed wildly through the air as she babbled an incoherent reply. "My name is Chen Peizhi. I'm in Jiuyou Academy's Potions Class 09-1... I'm working part-time right now. It's so nice to meet you, Senior! Could I get your autograph?"
She looked at the young publicly funded student with pleading eyes.
Zheng Qing had the urge to dump a bucket of ice water over her head, but after thinking it over, he could only sigh, take out a Gold Bean, and pass it over with a pained expression.
This was definitely the most expensive breakfast he had ever eaten in his life!
He felt like he would not need to eat for a day—no, for an entire week.
"Just as expected of a wizard who can date Councilwoman Su," Duan Xiaojian said as he sidled up beside the young publicly funded student, eyeing the food on his tray and clicking his tongue in admiration. "At this level, even a smaller Wizard