Chapter 89: Treat!
"Will you go like this?" Dai Fang asked, pointing at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan didn't know what Dai Fang meant, but when he looked down, he understood.
He had worn the robe in a hurry, so his stomach was visible and was dripping with sweat. His face immediately turned red.
"Here, dry yourself!"
A towel appeared in Shi Fumin's hands, and she handed it to him with her usual cold expression.
Fang Yuan thanked her and took the towel with his red face. He then turned around and wiped the sweat from his stomach and chest, where his robe was sticking.
"Let's go!"
Feng Yong stated once Fang Yuan was ready. He nodded and then followed the trio out of the campus.
The inner city had many high-tier restaurants to cater to the truly powerful beings of the Federation, so when Fang Yuan reached there, he looked shocked to his core.
"Sir, we have already prepared your room. Feel free to order when you are ready."
A waiter greeted the four. To be precise, it was Feng Yong.
