"Master Xiao's Fan Mutual Aid Association? What's that?"
"No idea. I suddenly got both an email and a text notification today. At first I thought it was a scam, but it didn't really feel like one. They have my contact details and know my name, phone number, and email address."
"That's so strange. If it were a phishing email, they shouldn't know so much. It's probably real. Hurry up and reply!"
"Didn't you three get one?"
"No! Maybe whoever sent the email thinks you're a bigger Master Xiao fan than us? Or maybe they think inviting one person per dorm room is enough? Anyway, go register! I feel like this is something incredible. I've got a feeling!"
"Let's hope that blessed jinx of a mouth of yours gets it right this time!"
Muttering, the girl clicked the link and began filling out her registration information.
This conversation was taking place in a certain women's dorm room.
These were four perfectly ordinary college girls.
If there was anything that set them apart from other ordinary girls, it was just one thing.
The posters in their room weren't of some handsome superstar, but of Xiao Yu, whose looks could hardly be called handsome and were, at best, reasonably pleasant.
Although Xiao Yu had many fans, very few were devoted enough to put up posters at home or in their dorm rooms.
After all.
Xiao Yu's looks were only average. Even with the added appeal of his cultivation bearing, he was above average at the very most.
He had never paid attention to his looks. Even though cultivation could reshape his features and figure, he had never done anything so boring and unnecessary.
And ordinary people rarely put pictures of an average-looking member of the opposite sex on their walls unless they were