So, Zhao Rong drove his Maybach at top speed toward the True Martial Gate in this city with no speed limits.
Inside the True Martial Gate, the first-year, class one students were on the playground, getting ready for their alchemy class. Their instructor, Johnny, was dressed like a model and sashayed in front of them, showing off his alchemy skills.
As Johnny taught, he kept glancing at his watch. When the heck is that bodyguard Zhao Rong going to arrive? Hurry up and get here so I can see if those three top-tier beauties are as stunning as the legends say...
Just then, a student pointed toward the distance. "Zhao Rong and his group are coming!"
Upon hearing Zhao Rong was on his way, Alchemist Johnny immediately pictured a pathetic, shabbily dressed bodyguard trotting miserably behind three top-tier beauties like a fawning lapdog.
