295 Don't understand human language?

At dusk, Wu Lie River City.

At the university gate, a taxi started up and drove away, leaving behind a tall figure.

"Wu Lie River University."

Lu Ran muttered to himself, gazing up at the rather imposing university gate.

Above the gate, there were a few characters in gilded letters, dancing like dragons and phoenixes, and full of strength.

During the dusk hour, university students came out to forage, and the entrance was bustling with people coming and going.

People occasionally cast curious glances, sizing up Lu Ran, who paused to admire the view.

He was dressed in a black outfit, donning a cap and a mask.

That's why most people's attention was drawn to his eyes.

Those eyes were like the starry night, deep and bright, peaceful and beautiful.

Many also focused on the twin blades he carried on his back.

The two blades were sheathed and not drawn, in a parallel position, slanting toward his right shoulder.

Such a way of carrying blades was not uncommon.