Bai Shaoyang was beyond furious. The Fruit 7 he had been waiting for for over half a year had ended up in someone else's hands.
As the number one genius and top young master of Ancient Yang City, Bai Shaoyang had never considered himself some tyrannical, spoiled brat. Yet, the current situation was simply unacceptable.
He had just returned from the Academy Tournament, brimming with arrogance. Not only had he achieved an impressive eighth place, but his father, the City Lord, had immediately decided to let him skip a grade and head to an Advanced Academy, making him the future and pride of Ancient Yang City!
And yet, on the very day before he was set to depart for the Five Provinces Academy, the Fruit 7 Crystal Eye he had painstakingly waited over half a year for had vanished into thin air.
"Shopkeeper, get out here now!" His boundless rage erupted in a roar, his eyes locked on what Xiyue Frost was holding.
