Upon arriving at their destination, Jun Hong hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and slipped a few Xuan Stones to them, saying, "With so many of us, surely we have enough…"
"No."
Although the person in charge accepted the Xuan Stone, his attitude remained indifferent. "You're just here to participate in the assessment. Who knows, you might be leaving in a month. Did you think you were here to enjoy yourself?"
"It's up to you whether you stay or not."
While Junhong was negotiating with the manager, Junran and Junyu had already entered one of the rooms. "We'll sleep in this room," Junran said.
"Goodbye."
The manager had no intention of wasting words with Junhong and the others, so he coldly said something and turned to leave.
"Ancestor, this..."
Looking at Junran and the others' tightly closed door, all the elders of the Jun family were filled with helplessness.
Junran and Junyu slept in one room, so what about the remaining eight people?
Does this mean four people have to squeeze into one room?
This is absolutely impossible. How could Jun Hong, as the Supreme Elder, sleep with them?
"Xiao Ran and Yu'er still have to participate in the competition and must maintain their good condition, so they should sleep in the same room."
Jun Hong was lost in thought for a moment, then said bitterly, "As for us, given our current situation, let's not worry about these things for now. Let's make use of the living room; this month, we'll just sleep sitting up."
"That's all we can do."
Since Junhong had spoken, the elders could only nod helplessly.
Fortunately, they are now immortals, and they can still endure a month without sleep.
However, a sense of sadness inevitably lingers in my heart.
Only now do they understand why the patriarch of the Jun family didn't return so easily back then.
Putting aside the difficult conditions of returning, the disparity in treatment alone is something most people could not accept.
In the Wang Bang, they were high-ranking clan elders, but here, they were not even as powerful as two maids.
Five days later, in the capital of the ancient kingdom of Qilin.
Di Moyu, holding Jun Feijue, stood with more than twenty people in front of the Di family's gate.
Originally, the students of Class 26 were a little uncomfortable seeing Jun Feijue being held by Di Moyu. After all, although their teacher was young, he was an extremely high-ranking figure in their hearts.
But now, she's being held in someone's arms.
But after a few days of hugging, they actually got used to it and even found the scene quite heartwarming.
Well, they had to admit that Di Moyu's appearance was the most outstanding among all the people they had ever seen, and Jun Feijue was also ridiculously cute. The two of them together were truly a sight to behold.
Let's go.
After glancing at the plaque that read "Imperial Palace," Di Moyu took a deep breath and walked towards the entrance.
"Young Master Yu... Young Master Yu!"
It had only been less than two years since Di Moyu left. Although there was a difference in height, his appearance had not changed much, and the guards recognized him immediately.
Back in the Mid-Autumn Festival, they had heard that Di Moyu seemed to have survived and returned.
But then there was no more news, and they thought it was fake.
To my surprise, they actually came back.
"kindness."
Di Moyu responded indifferently and was about to lead everyone through the gate.
"Wait, Young Master Yu, you can go in, but they..."
Seeing that Di Moyu was about to enter with the people of Class 26, the gatekeeper immediately stepped forward to stop them.
If it were any other young master bringing people, they naturally wouldn't dare to stop them. However, the "useless young master" who was known to everyone in the past was a different story.
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