Evening.
Kyoto University.
After class, students went out to stroll the streets. It had just passed March, and the weather was still chilly, yet the girls generously showcased their beautiful legs, flooding the campus with countless fair thighs, making Ye Wudao unable to restrain his nosebleed.
"Damn, these are all goddesses!" Ye Wudao couldn't help but exclaim, covering his nosebleed and rushing straight to the president's office.
The door to the president's office was open. Ye Wudao swaggered in, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, casually picked up a cup of tea from nearby, and began to drink leisurely.
Just then, an angry voice came through, "You little shit, which department's student are you, who let you barge in here, damn, even daring to drink the president's office tea, I wouldn't dare to!"
Ye Wudao looked up and saw a portly middle-aged bald man approaching, glaring at him furiously.
"And who are you?" Ye Wudao slowly put down the tea in his hand and asked.
