Chapter 52: The Rarely Encountered Handsome Young Man in Ten Thousand Years


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    “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”


    Seeing Sebastian Wood’s anxious expression, Vincent Wolf patted him on the head.


    In his previous life, Vincent had always wondered what it would be like to have siblings, even though he had lived well on his own.


    It probably would have been something like this.


    With that thought, Vincent found Sebastian much more pleasing to the eye.


    This guy perfectly fit Vincent’s fantasy of having siblings.


    In one person, Sebastian could assume the role of both brother and sister.


    Double the usage in one person.


    Vincent felt truly satisfied with this arrangement.


    Once he epted Sebastian’s role, Vincent could choose to ignore all other trivial matters.


    Seeing Vincent suddenly bing more intimate, Sebastian was both surprised and joyful.


    “Vincent, what happened to you guys? I heard there was a theft case and kidnapping.”


    Vincent remembered that the information they received was from Breeder West when they left, which was not urate. He then recounted the events that took ce at the Grass Type Cultivation Center to Sebastian.


    Of course, it was a modified version.


    After Vincent finished talking, Sebastian hurriedly pulled open Vincent’s shirt.


    Vincent had originally nned to change into a new set of clothes in the bathroom, but he was intercepted by Sebastian before even entering the building.


    Isn’t ss still in session? How could they tantly skip ss like this?


    Only the rich can be so wilful.


    “Vincent, you’re hurt!”


    “It’s okay. I’ve already healed.” Vincent zipped up his coat.


    “Should we go to the Medical Office to have it checked? I’m worried there might be other issues.” Sebastian was still concerned.


    “Don’t I know if there’s anything wrong with my own body?”


    Overall, Vincent was pleased with this “little brother” character. Good-looking,passionate…


    And most importantly, rich.


    “By the way, I saw you on the inte!”


    Sebastian suddenly thought of something and quickly took out his phone to speak.


    “On the inte?”


    Vincent was puzzled. Didn’t he make it clear that Zoey Green wasn’t supposed to carry him while flying back?


    Without those shy wings drawing attention, how would something involving him alone be posted on the inte? Sebastian took out his phone to show him.


    Upon browsing, Vincent understood.


    There were quite a few news articles on the phone. The first one was about a brave high school student who stepped forward to help, participated in the arrest of a dangerous fugitive, and was awarded for his courageous actions. At the bottom, there was even a photo of Vincent.


    Following articles started to be less serious, with headlines such as “once-in-ten-thousand -years beautiful youth” and “touching men and women of Los Angeles to tears.”


    After looking at them, Vincent was speechless.


    ‘”Once-in-ten-thousand-years’? I remember thest time the news used that phrase was just two days ago.”


    “Since when did ten thousand years pass by so quickly?”


    “Does that mean one day is equivalent to ten thousand years?”


    Sebastian handed the phone back to Vincent and excitedly said, “This morning, right after we came back to the ssroom, the school leaders came. They started by praising you for a good half-hour before asking if you were here and if you coulde out.”


    “When everyone unanimously said you were not here, you should have seen the look on the leader’s face. I almostughed out loud. Also, they said that there will be reportersing to interview youter.”


    “Wait a moment.” Vincent caught on, “Since when did your ss be ss One? How did I not know?”


    “Hey, Vincent, your ss is my ss. The school is my home, and the ssroom is the bedroom. It doesn’t really matter which bedroom I enter.”


    Vincent was not particrly interested in praises or awards, but he was very interested in the prize money for the act of bravery and the bounty of the fugitive.


    Moreover, he didn’t think he did anything special. All he did was allow Barry to use [Spit Water] skill.


    If there were a big fuss about this, even someone as thick-skinned as Vincent would find it embarrassing.


    Not to mention that it became well-known.


    He already had enough trouble wearing a mask and hoodie, setting up a love letter box for confessions. If his fame were to spread even more, he might as well not go out In tne ruture.


    “It’s almost the end of ss. Let’s go inside.”


    Vincent saw that it was almost lunchtime and hurriedly led Sebastian into the building.


    Due to an incident this morning, the extracurricr Breeding Course could not continue, so the breeding teacher spent the entire morning teaching the textbook content in the ssroom.


    However, the students of ss One were not bored because of this.


    They were all secretly browsing the news on the inte and participating in forwarding and leavingments.


    As for Vincent noting back, they were also worried. But they trusted Zoey Green and believed that she would sessfully bring Vincent back.


    As soon as they entered the ssroom, their ssmates stared at him unblinkingly, making Vincent feel uneasy.


    As he sat down and hadn’t started taking out his lunch, he heard the sounds of chairs scraping against the floor and people standing up.


    Vincent was startled and quickly looked up.


    He saw the whole ss surrounding his seat, and the noises were from chairs and desks being knocked over.


    Then came the sound of chattering.


    After making out what they were saying, the questions were about why he was sote, whether the news was true or false, and whether it was dangerous to arrest the fugitive.


    Vincent covered his ears and lowered his head, his inner desire to learn [Intimidation] had never been so strong.


    At noon, outside the school.


    Today, Mary Hale had especially put on light makeup, making her face radiant and subtly alluring.


    She wore a tight-fitting white shirt on her upper body and a ck pleated miniskirt on the lower. Her curvaceous figure resembled a ripe peach, while her exposed, long, fair legs were shapely and slender like a pair of bewitching scissors.


    By her side was the delicately beautiful colored ss butterfly, a high-level Commander species with a dreamy body, dozing off beside its Beast Master — a scene that attracted much attention.


    Mary Hale waited, relying on the colored ss butterfly outside the school, as eye-catching as those rich second-generation young masters driving around in Lamborghinis, Rolls-Royces, and Bugattis in Vincent’s previous life.


    Mary Hale was now leaning on the colored ss butterfly, ying with her phone listlessly.


    “Little Blue, why is he not here yet?”


    The colored ss butterfly remained silent, as it had long been ustomed to its Beast Master’s ways.


    At that moment, a handsome and dashing male student approached to make small talk.


    “Excuse me, is the beautifuldy waiting for someone?


    Mary Hale sized him up, “Yes, do you need anything?”


    The male student smiled gracefully, “To make such a charmingdy wait, I’m sure they must be a simrly outstanding woman.”


    “Why can’t it be a man?” Mary Hale replied.


    “Because no man would make ady like you wait for them. Unless that person is not normal.” The male student smiled confidently.


    “Coincidentally,” Mary Hale smiled, “The not-so-normal man you mentioned


    has arrived..”