Chapter 2016 - Discussed the four forms of poetry

“Anyway, don’t worry everyone! If our Lord wanted to do anything, he wouldn’t need to go through so much trouble!”

“But your Lord Asura promised himself that he’d return our President after one day—that’s a fact, right?! Our President is past due!”

“What if it’s your President who’s loitering and unwilling to leave?!”

“D*mn! Don’t slanderously mouth… Wait, no, there’s some truth in that…”

…

While the group turned into a clamorous mess, someone suddenly looked behind them and exclaimed, “President!”

The scene instantly quieted, and everyone simultaneously turned to the entrance.

“What? Sis Feng?”

“Sis Feng’s back?”

A black car had stopped in front of the courtyard’s entrance at some point. The door opened and the person exiting the car was none other than their President!

“President!”

“Sis Feng!”

“Sis Feng, you’re finally back! Are you alright?!” Big Dipper howled and started rushing forward.

However, he didn’t get halfway to her before slamming on the brakes, and the other Fearless Alliance members behind him all halted, not daring to take another step forward.

Lord Asura had closely followed their President out of the car.

The temperature in the Independent State had been lowering these past two days, so the weather was very cold. Ye Wanwan was hit by a blast of wind as soon as she exited the car and immediately sneezed.

“Achoo…”

Behind her, the man’s slender legs stepped out of the car, and he glanced at her with locked brows.

A second later, he unfastened the buttons on his suit and took off his jacket before walking forward and draping it over her shoulders.

Ye Wanwan instantly took the inch by the foot and turned around to glue herself to him. “My hands are also cold!”

Si Yehan looked at her before grasping her small hands with his hands.

The members of the Fearless Alliance, who had been worried about their President for a whole day, lifelessly stared at their cute and helpless-looking President. “…”

Did their President get her core switched after going on a trip?

Lin Que nearly started crying happy tears. “My Lord, you’re finally sending her back!”

Seven Star was more dependable and focused on the major issue immediately. “Sis Feng, the gu poison in you…”

Ye Wanwan leisurely comforted him: “Don’t worry, I’m fine. The love gu is cured.”

Uh…

The President’s love gu is cured?

Everyone’s gazes subconsciously turned to Lord Asura.

After their President disappeared with the Lord Asura for a whole day, the love gu was broken, and these two were behaving so intimately. A stupefying guess surfaced in everyone’s minds.

After all, in that kind of situation, there wasn’t any antidote, so there was only one other treatment.

Lin Que was also speculating himself since he knew Ninth Brother had a back-up dose of the antidote.

Did Ninth Brother end up using the antidote to cure the gu or…

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!” Big Dipper shook his head incredulously. “I thought Lord Asura had decent standards… how could he take a fancy to Sis Feng… AH….”

Before Big Dipper could finish talking, he was served a kick by Ye Wanwan.

Seven Star deliberated his words for half a day and still couldn’t figure out a good way to start. “You and Lord Asura…”

Although everyone present could be trusted, Ye Wanwan vigilantly remembered Si Yehan had insisted on being low-profile, so she casually replied, “We just had some tea together and discussed the four forms of poetry and philosophy of life.”

“…”

President, do you think we’d believe that?