The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 1 - 199 ]

Chapter 20: Almost Found

Everybody blanked out, what kind of situation was this?

“Who cares!” Little Bald Head chewed on the meat bun in his mouth and said good naturedly, “Since you guys have gathered together already, I’m the obstacle you’ll need to first overcome!”

Having heard that, those youths from aristocratic families laughed loudly, “How would you, a baby who reeks of milk, hinder us, ha ha ha!”

“Little brother, you should quickly go back, fists and legs have no eyes.” All of the girls from influential families used their handkerchiefs to cover their mouths, as they started to look at one another and tried to stifle their laughter. Ultimately, they all laughed out loud.

Little Bald Head pulled a long dumpling face, displaying his seriousness in his own way, “Can be hindered, or can’t be hindered, we’ll find out after fighting!”

“Then let me accompany little brother to play a bit.” Among the lads from influential families, one strutted over and extended his hand to lift up Little Bald Head.

Only a “bang!” was heard.

Little Bald Head had raised his leg up high and performed a magnificent swirling kick, that made the influential family’s young lord fly a long distance away!

Everybody immediately drew in a long breath, after which three more people rushed and jumped on Little Bald Head!

The result was that all of them got kicked back out . . . . .

Helian Wei Wei looked at Little Bald Head’s raised pair of hands, the corner of her eyes slightly trembled, the wrists as plump as a pumpkin was wearing a golden ferrule, an expert would be able to tell that this ferrule had the beautiful name, “Weights Clasp”. The Weights Clasp on Little Bald Head’s wrists were not light, however, still being able to flatten so many people while wearing them…..Ahh, looks like the legendary White Academy truly possesses numerous talents, and was not to be looked down upon.

Only, nobody knew why Little Bald Head suddenly stopped the movement he originally started, his big and round eyes stared unbelievably at a certain spot, adorably blanked out.

Helian Wei Wei curiously traced over to where the surprised gaze was looking, but it would’ve been better if she didn’t look. With a glance, her heart nearly fell out!

Damn it, how could it be that man!

The crowd slowly stood aside.

What first appeared was the man’s firm, perfectly straight long legs, after which he casually came out from among the crowd, snow white clothes and black hair floating lightly in the wind.

Narrow and long phoenix eyes flashed piercingly, not hurting anyone, yet embodied a force that controlled the overall atmosphere. Without uttering a word, the corner of the eyes perfectly hided a tendril of demonic chill, revealing an indolent and noble air.

From the angle Helian Wei Wei was looking at, only a pair of slender and strong long legs could be seen covered by a white robe over a black gown outlining his perfect waistline. An unreal and out of this world pristine face with a tinge of devilish charm imbued.

Walking beside him was someone who had a completely different aura, that person’s collar was split to two sides and faced downward, a hand propped the tunic to stay on his shoulder while walking in an unbridled manner which showed that he was confident that this academy would not do anything to him.

That person seemed to say something to the man, the man ignored him and lifted his head. His pair of narrow and long eyes, although pretty, had corners which were unusually sharp, comparable to an ancient pond, were unfathomably mystical. . . . .