Chapter 227: Who Isn't a Good Little Boy?

Luda Campus. A Rolls-Royce Phantom sat quietly at the foot of the administrative building. Passing students slowed, eyes bright with curiosity, pointing and whispering. "Wow, this car is gorgeous!" "Double R- is this that… Rolls something?" "There's even a little figure on the hood. Is that real gold? If you touch it, does it retract?" Back then, just driving a Mercedes-Benz already meant you were filthy rich. Rolls-Royce, in an era when information wasn't widespread and computers weren't yet...