When Lin Xi’s voice sounded, Gao Yanan, Jiang Xiaoyi and the others all followed Lin Xi’s gaze, all of them becoming stunned.

It was precisely Xu Family’s third young master, Xu Zhenyan.

In Green Luan Academy, Xu Zhenyan was an extremely well-known great golden spoon, and he didn’t know how to act a bit more low profile, so almost all of these new students recognized this Xu Family third prince.

While in Green Luan Academy, third young master Xu always had followers flattering him, full of flamboyance. Meanwhile, how was this current person anything like the past third young master Xu? It was as if he became a completely different person.

His complexion was waxen yellow, his cheekbones clearly visible, hair scattered and lacking luster. His shoulders and back were covered in thick bandages, the bandages covered in traces of blood of varying depth. Where did he look like an influential family’s young master? He didn’t look much different from a Central Continent beggar, too skinny, eyes even a bit sunken. It was as if he suddenly aged five or six years from when he was in the academy.

At this time, he struggled onto a warhorse with great difficulty. While looking at Lin Xi, his eyes, carried unspeakable hatred and r...