"Junior Brother Zhu Lang, your grand ideals have truly come to fruition!" Huang Xi looked at Zhu Minglang, who radiated a unique aura, her face full of disbelief.
The few people who had drunk together back then, including Song Hao, had never thought that Zhu Minglang was serious at that time.
The only direct male disciple of the Weaver Star!
Favor from proximity to the powerful!
Even without that favor, enjoying the moon every day is a beautiful thing in itself.
"In the early morning, the Weaver Star gently knocks on your window, urging you to get up and practice your skills."
"When the night falls, with a heart full of queries, you could discuss academia till dawn with your beautiful young master!"
"I'm starting to feel jealous!"
Chen Yihui was nearly drooling, already projecting himself into Zhu Minglang's position, a scene so exciting and exhilarating to imagine!
Huang Xi and the other disciples who had drunk together listening to Chen Yihui were going crazy with envy!
