At the South Gate of Lu University, the morning mist had not yet cleared, and a fine drizzle fell.
Xu Wuyan wore a red volunteer vest, squatting on the steps and gnawing on a steamed bun. His three sworn brothers formed a circle around him, looking precisely like underground secret agents meeting for a drop.
"Our second brother is the reliable one after all. I can already sense my romantic luck reaching out to me," Dapeng said.
Chapter 49