"Dad!"
Maybe turning to parents when encountering problems is a sign of weakness, but when facing Zhantian Qingxuan, he really couldn't handle it and had to seek his parents' help.
He'd thought more than once, wasn't it just a glance?
Why was he treated like some kind of hooligan?
There wasn't an ounce of the broad-mindedness one would expect from a Vortex Divine Artisan.
Luo Qianye smiled helplessly, patted Luo Mi on the shoulder, and expressed sympathy for his son's predicament, "No worries, Senior Zhantian probably won't hold such a grudge, and after all, she's now an Elder of the Immortal Sect, and you are now a disciple of the Immortal Sect, how could she bother with you? Let's go."
Though, even he didn't quite believe his own words.
Zhantian Qingxuan's odd temperament wasn't a myth; it was a solid fact.
But fortunately, upon reaching the dormitory area and asking Zhao Yi, he learned that most people were present, but Zhantian Qingxuan was not.
