Two hundred sixty-eight?
Upon hearing this number, Xiaofan and the others immediately swallowed their saliva.
They initially overlooked the number of new students, who would've thought there'd be so many people?
"Wait, I've changed my mind."
"Ah, this weather, it makes one more and more drowsy. Whatever, if you need anything, come directly to my office. The notification will be published tomorrow, and the day after that, it officially starts."
Fan Lingtian didn't care about any change of mind, pretending not to hear, he quickly walked out of the gate.
"Xiaolei, Zuimo, come over here. We need to prepare the battle plan right away."
Facing over two hundred people at once, the pressure instantly mounted. After all, Xiaofan's ambition was to defeat the Red Butterfly. If he couldn't even handle these two hundred plus freshmen, wouldn't he lose face?
