That night, all the students had felt was fear and panic. Now that they were safe, their curiosity about exorcism and Taoist arts had surfaced, and they were even more curious about Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen, over here."
"Sit here. I saved you a seat..."
"Jiang Chen, here, here!"
Faced with a crowd of girls, some acting cute and others awkwardly batting their eyes, but all brimming with youth, Jiang Chen remained utterly unmoved.
Women would only slow down his draw.
But as he prepared to head for the back rows, he noticed that although the boys weren't as forward as the girls, every one of them had quietly squeezed aside to make room, patted the empty seat, and given him a little smile.
"Hiss..." Jiang Chen couldn't help shuddering.
For a moment, he seemed to see a whole crowd of Brother Jies.
Without hesitation, he sat down beside Jiang Xinyi. A crowd of girls immediately gathered around, chattering away as though they couldn't wait to devour him.
"Jiang Chen, you were amazing that night!"
"Yeah, you must know Taoist arts, right?"
"What sect do you belong to..."
Even surrounded by fair-skinned, beautiful classmates, some cute and others mature and commanding, Jiang Chen, who had lived two lives and possessed a firm resolve, remained calm and carefree. Without blushing or missing a beat, he began... bullshitting.
"Amazing? That was nothing. Next time, I'll show you something even more impressive."
"Not only do I know Taoist arts, I can even tell fortunes. Palm reading is my specialty."
"My sect is far too mysterious and ancient. Knowing about it would only bring ordinary people trouble. You're better off not knowing."
"What... you don't believe me?"
"Come on, then. You, Liang Yourong. Let me read your palm."
Jiang Chen took the hand of