"Is something the matter, miss?" Zhang Xuan glanced at the elegant woman and asked with a frown.
The elegant woman's gaze moved between Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling. After a long while, she said, "You two aren't locals, are you? More precisely, you aren't from this world, are you?"
At her words, Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling froze for a moment before quickly returning to calm.
"What do you mean by that?"
The elegant woman smiled faintly. "Don't be nervous. Please come with me to a place. Once you get there, you'll understand."
Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling exchanged a look. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xuan nodded.
They followed the elegant woman into an elevator and rode directly to the sixty-sixth floor, arriving at a spacious hall.
The hall was bustling with noise. Hundreds of men and women stood around in small groups, conversing among themselves.
Zhang Xuan glanced around without giving it much thought, then followed the elegant woman through the hall to an office in a corner and knocked on the door.
Before long, the door opened, and a well-dressed young man leaned out with a smile on his face.
"Hong Ling, you're here. Come in quickly. Teacher has been waiting for you."
He wore a sycophantic grin, his eyes fixed on the elegant woman. He did not even spare Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling a glance.
The elegant woman looked disgusted as she stepped inside, with Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling following closely behind.
The young man hurried after the elegant woman and chattered beside her, still wearing that fawning smile while ignoring Zhang Xuan and Tian Ling behind them.
Before long, they arrived at an inner office and knocked on its door.
"Come in!" An aged, hoarse voice soon sounded from within.
The woman