“Let me introduce you to my dormmates: Big Brother David Thompson, Second Brother Samuel Reed, and Third John Foster. They’re all upperclassmen, so if you ever need anything, you can go to them,” Evan White said.

“Hello, seniors. I’m Lily Walker, Mr. White’s neighbor. You can all call me Lily. Please take care of me from now on.”

With the escort of the four knights, Lily Walker was indeed much less disturbed along the way. Quite a few upperclassmen’s eyes lit up with envy, and even so, the news that a super-beautiful freshman had arrived spread quickly.

After dropping Lily Walker off at the entrance of the female international students’ dormitory, the four knights were stopped by the vigilant dorm supervisor aunt.

The group had no choice but to say their goodbyes at the dorm entrance. The guys were clearly reluctant to leave—after all, the girls’ dorm is forever a sacred place for boys.

“Lily, we’re throwing you a welcome dinner tonight, don’t forget to come,” Little White waved.

“Okay, I’ll call you.” Lily Walker smiled, took out her phone and waved it, and her graceful figure disappeared behind the door.

“What are you still looking at? Move along, move along!” The dorm supervisor aunt, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, shooed David Thompson and the others away.

“God, she’s a goddess! That face, that figure, that aura—tsk tsk tsk, I give her 101 points, one extra so she doesn’t get cocky.” After walking a couple of steps, Samuel Reed couldn’t help but wave his hands dramatically and glance back.

“Ah, Little Hazel, you’re here!”

“Ah!” Samuel Reed practically flinched out of reflex, his pigtails standing on end, his whole body shivering. “Huh, where?”

“There’s no one. I was just saying.” John Foster grinned even more mischievously.

“Jack Foster, are you looking for trouble?” Samuel Reed said angrily.

John Foster shrugged. “I’m telling you, this classmate Lily is definitely something else.”

He tried to imitate Lily Walker by lifting his right leg, but could barely get it to knee height and almost tripped himself.

“Hahaha, come on, Third, please stop showing off—if you keep going, my stomach will burst from laughing!” Samuel Reed clutched his belly, tears coming out from laughter.

“Hey, I was just making a point, how could I compare to her? You can tell she’s trained. Little White, your girl-next-door is really something. I think she’ll have a hard time finding a boyfriend.” John Foster didn’t mind the teasing, and turned to Little White with a serious face. Guys can be gossipy too, especially when it comes to beauties.

“I’m not sure about that, maybe she has one, maybe not. If not, Mr. Thompson, you should hurry up.” Little White laughed.

Before David Thompson could say anything, Samuel Reed interrupted his wishful thinking. “No way, our Old Thompson can’t handle someone like her. She’s definitely the femme fatale type—if you’re not a king, best not to mess with her. Old Thompson, no offense, but even I’d keep my distance from a girl like that.”

“Reed, I don’t like what you’re implying. Are you saying Mr. Thompson isn’t as good as you? Mr. Thompson, I don’t know what people from Shandong are like, but I can’t stand it. When we get back to the dorm, I’ll hold the door for you so you can teach him a lesson.”

Next update at 7 p.m.

Chapter 9: The Primal Power 396 Squad

“Jack Foster, did we have a grudge in a past life or something?”

“I don’t know about a grudge, but every bot lane duo has some kind of unspeakable fate.”

In the dorm, David Thompson and Little White were one pair, Samuel Reed and John Foster were another. With personalities like these, life would never be boring. If he’d known it would be this lively, he would have moved into the dorms sooner.

Samuel Reed and John Foster went off to find a “pro.” Since they’d decided to fight, they had to take it seriously—after all, it was about the honor of Demacia.

Time passed, and soon it was evening. Little White hosted a welcome dinner for Lily Walker at a super popular hotpot restaurant not far from campus. The group decided to have the dinner there.

Around five o’clock, they gathered at the international students’ dorm to pick up Lily Walker, who had already showered and changed into a white t-shirt and denim shorts.

At Shanghai University of Political Science and Law, who hasn’t seen beautiful girls?

Even so, this fresh, radiant girl, with no makeup but a dazzling smile, still amazed the four of them.

As the five of them walked down the street, a guy nearby actually tripped and fell into a flowerbed from staring too long.

No exaggeration—when a beauty like this suddenly appears on a hormone-charged college campus, she’s like a ticking time bomb. The key is, Lily Walker’s style is so different from other girls.

At the hotpot restaurant, even the usually frugal Little White didn’t hold back, ordering a table full of dishes. After a few beers, the atmosphere warmed up, the initial awkwardness disappeared, and everyone became lively—after all, there was a beauty present.

“Lily, have you heard of League of Legends? Oh, it’s a game from North America.”

“Of course, I love playing games too.” Lily Walker was straightforward with both food and drink. When her fair fingers picked up food and brought it to her mouth, it was truly a beautiful sight.

The phrase “a feast for the eyes” must have been made for moments like this.

“She’s not being modest—Lily has loved games since she was little. She’s a classic homebody girl, played everything from Super Mario to hardcore fighting games.” Little White said while eating.

“I’m more like a boy. Mr. White’s tastes are more like a girl’s—he likes…” Lily Walker smiled sweetly, giving Little White a mischievous look.