Super Student's Three-realms Army

However, every time Zhang Xiaofan took a step back, Luo Yurou would take two steps forward, until she almost rode on top of Zhang Xiaofan.    

Seeing Luo Yurou who was about to sit on his lap, the corner of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth twitched.    

He stretched out his hand and pushed the girl back onto her seat. With an incomparably stern and serious expression, he looked into her eyes and said.    

"Luo Yurou, right now I can tell you without the slightest bit of concealment."    

"I, Zhang Xiaofan, only represent myself. I'm not the godson of that Grandmaster Zhang you speak of. I don't have such a godfather, nor do I have the right to go. Do you understand what I'm saying!?"    

Zhang Xiaofan pointed a finger at his nose and said each word in a loud and forceful manner, without the slightest intention of lying or faking it.    

No matter what, Xuanyuan Yunqing and Zhao Tianxiang were university classmates who had been together with Zhang Xiaofan for four years. Naturally, they knew Zhang Xiaofan very well.    

Now, they could see the expression on Zhang Xiaofan's face, his actions, and his tone of voice.    

Everything that Zhang Xiaofan had said to them was the truth, without a single lie.    

However, it was not only Xuanyuan Yunqing and Zhao Tianxiang who were Zhang Xiaofan's' old classmates' who saw through this.    

Even Luo Yurou, who was standing to the side, had also realized this and understood the truth of the matter.    

"Hehe …" "Seems like I was overthinking it …"    

With that thought in mind, Luo Yurou shook her head and could not help but laugh at herself. One must know that she knew Zhang Xiaofan's family background very well.    

According to the student records, Zhang Xiaofan was just a farmer's family in Beihe Province.    

However, to an ordinary youth from the countryside.    

Even if there really was something extraordinary about it, it was absolutely impossible for it to have anything to do with that heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Master Zhang who had stepped aside in Jiangnan.    

"Perhaps …"    

"Perhaps I like him too much and want to be together with him too much …"    

After receiving an affirmative answer from Zhang Xiaofan, the hope that had just surfaced in Luo Yurou's heart quickly faded away like a receding tide.    

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment …    

Compared to the current Luo Yurou, she was very disappointed and seemed to be very depressed, as if she had something on her mind …    

"Yurou, how dare you think about it. He, Zhang Xiaofan, is just an ordinary youngster from a village. How could he possibly be the foster son of that Master Zhang?"    

"Even if we have to take a step back, Master Zhang, if you really want to acknowledge me as your foster son …"    

"Then we can't possibly find that arrogant Zhang Xiaofan to be his godson, right? Isn't this just something that would embarrass Master Zhang and cause him to lose face? "    

While speaking, Guo Meimei cast a sidelong glance at Zhang Xiaofan, like a peacock with its tail between its legs, looking down at a hairless chicken on the ground. How could he be so arrogant …