"I won't let you burn the midnight oil." Di Fuyi continued, "I have a plan. Take a seat first and try this."
Gu Xijiu guessed and asked, "Celestial Master Zuo intends to reduce the penalty?"
Di Fuyi glanced at her, "How is it possible? I always do exactly what I said, no negotiations."
Gu Xijiu was speechless. Then why the h*ll did he say that he would not let her burn the midnight oil?!
She smiled, "Thank you so much for your trust, but I really have no idea what kind of plan you have. The food should be quite tasty but I've eaten my dinner already and have no appetite for the grilled meat. I might as well get myself prepared for the penalty later."
She turned around and was ready to leave.
"Xijiu, are you going to switch classes? I'll prepare this for you as a farewell; you really don't even bother to try?" Di Fuyi asked from behind.
