So, Zhao Rong drove his Maybach at top speed toward the True Martial Gate in this city with no speed limits.
Inside the True Martial Gate, the first-year, class one students were on the playground, getting ready for their alchemy class. Their instructor, Johnny, was dressed like a model and sashayed in front of them, showing off his alchemy skills.
As Johnny taught, he kept glancing at his watch. When the heck is that bodyguard Zhao Rong going to arrive? Hurry up and get here so I can see if those three top-tier beauties are as stunning as the legends say...
Just then, a student pointed toward the distance. "Zhao Rong and his group are coming!"
Upon hearing Zhao Rong was on his way, Alchemist Johnny imdiately pictured a pathetic, shabbily dressed bodyguard trotting miserably behind three top-tier beauties like a fawning lapdog.
However, what Alchemist Johnny didn’t expect was a brand-new Maybach, worth over five million, driving straight onto the school grounds and even onto the playground. When Johnny saw the cloud of dust kicked up by the Maybach, he couldn’t help but wonder, Which company’s big boss has graced True Martial Gate with a visit?
Thus, Alchemist Johnny respectfully walked over to greet the visitor. But then, he heard the surrounding students shouting.
"Damn, that car Zhao Rong is driving is so freaking cool!"
"That bodyguard is just aweso, showing up to class in a five-million-dollar Maybach!"
"If I could drive a Maybach like Zhao Rong, I’d die a happy man."
Suddenly, a man stepped out of the luxury car. He wore a top-of-the-line, custom-tailored Italian suit and luxurious Gucci sunglasses. A premium Cuban cigar was perched between his lips, and in his hand, he held a Huawei Mate RS Porsche Design phone.
As the man stepped out, the three top-tier beauties imdiately flanked him, ready to serve. Miss Lili, the chairman’s daughter, was the first to open the car door. "Zhao Rong," she said, "take your ti getting out. Be careful not to trip." Yu Lan, the real estate tycoon’s daughter, instantly opened a parasol to shield him from the sun. "Zhao Rong, the sun is very strong today. Don’t get sunburned." Finally, Xuelian, the financial magnate’s daughter, promptly offered him a cup of premium coffee. "Zhao Rong, have so coffee to perk you up for class."
Johnny stared. This man—who he had imagined would be a poor bodyguard, trailing behind the beauties like a fawning lapdog—was exuding such incredible swagger. A cold sweat broke out across Johnny’s skin.
After Tao Hua got out of the car, she quickly made the introduction. "Zhao Rong, this is Johnny, the fad Alchemy Instructor of our True Martial Gate."
Seeing that the man in front of him, dressed like a sissy, was in fact Alchemist Johnny, Zhao Rong felt a flicker of contempt. Still, he smiled politely, extended a hand, and said, "Hello, Teacher."
At that mont, Johnny was completely overawed by Zhao Rong’s imposing presence. He finally managed to react after a long pause. "You... you’re the bodyguard, Zhao Rong?"
Zhao Rong nodded, flicked away the Cuban cigar, and removed his sunglasses. He looked at the instructor and said, "That’s right. I’m the new student, Zhao Rong."
Johnny’s eyes widened. The cigar Zhao Rong had been smoking was the sa kind Fidel Castro smoked. The sunglasses were the sa style Tom Cruise wore. And the suit... it was the sa model as the one worn by Jas Bond, 007. Johnny was so scared he could have wet himself.
He took two steps back, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and asked again, "Are you really the bodyguard, Zhao Rong?"
Seeing the terrified look on Johnny’s face, Zhao Rong chuckled. "Teacher, is your mory really that bad? You’ve already asked the sa question twice. With a mory like that, how are you supposed to teach us alchemy?"
Before Johnny could even think of finding fault, Zhao Rong had already put him in his place. With that said, Zhao Rong went to the side and changed into sportswear like everyone else. After all, alchemy was an outdoor class that sotis required physical activity, making a suit rather inconvenient.
However, when Zhao Rong took off his impressive suit and changed into the unflattering sportswear, Johnny smirked.
He steadied himself and began a silent pep talk. Johnny, oh Johnny, what are you afraid of? He’s just one of your students. Just ss with him, prank him, and make a fool out of him. Only then can you show off in front of those three beauties and let them see how aweso you really are.
And so, Johnny walked over to Zhao Rong. "Young man," he said, "are you the new transfer student who recently joined our True Martial Gate?"
Although Johnny was speaking to Zhao Rong, his eyes were continually roaming over the three beauties. His gaze lingered on Miss Lili’s chest for a mont, then shifted to the lovely Yu Lan’s hips, before finally landing on the beautiful Xuelian’s legs.
Zhao Rong t Johnny’s gaze, his deanor perfectly calm. "That’s right. I’m Zhao Rong, the new transfer student. Good to be here."
Hearing this, Johnny walked to the front of the class. His eyes settled on the three beauties flanking Zhao Rong as he thought to himself...
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