That night, the Lu family did not rest much.
The next morning, Lu Beichen woke up. He looked at the small pair of 'chicken wings' on his back in the mirror and fell into a deep silence.
"So ugly."
Taking a deep breath, this cold school hunk let out a sigh. Moreover, the expression on his face could not be maintained anymore.
Those small wings seemed to sense their master's disdain and shook in protest.
Lu Xiaocha said, "Brother, don't say that. What if they can still grow?"
Lu Beichen was expressionless. "If you can't grow up, then go for surgery and remove it."
Whoever wanted these chicken wings would have them.
Wings: "…"
When the people from the heretic bureau arrived, Lu Beichen put on his clothes. Everyone tacitly did not mention the pair of wings on his body.
"These… are all Grade C heretics. Where did you find them?"
It was Xie Suian. Fu Ye and Yin Shian had also sneaked in.
