He got up and moved to the front row. He sat down next to the cold and noble figure. He suddenly felt the fragrance enter his nose, which made him nervous. This was the first time he had come so close to the figure of his dream. Zhao Jiuge opened his mouth several times but didn’t know what to say.

“Who allowed you to sit here? Get back!”

Just when Zhao Jiuge found the courage to speak, Ling Bo Re spoke first. Her voice was cold, and although it wasn’t loud, it showed a clear intent of rejection. Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt embarrassed and scratched his head. He looked at the exquisite face and then returned to the middle row, looking depressed.

When Zhao Jiuge returned to the middle row, Ling Bo Re opened her eyes. She had an unspeakable feeling toward this youth, but she didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to her was improving her cultivation so she could ascend! Thinking about this, her beautiful face became more determined.

However, Zhao Jiuge was a...