Room 601!
Pushing open the door, Lu Yuan walked in.
Inside, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were sitting on the sofa, each occupied with her own task.
Zhu Zhuqing was practicing the art of weaving. She had never touched such things before, but ever since what happened last night, she had suddenly become interested in them. She had even specifically gone to Holy Light Hotel to find books on the subject and study them by herself. Who knew what she was thinking about.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was holding the book Lu Yuan had written about his conjectures regarding new Self-Created Soul Skills, reading through it with great interest.
It only presented some highly abstract concepts and ideas. Could Ning Rongrong, an auxiliary-system Soul Master, even understand it?
Lu Yuan was doubtful.
"You're back?" The moment Lu Yuan entered, both girls turned their gazes toward him.
"I'm back." Lu Yuan nodded and sat down in the empty space between them, speaking softly.
"How did your talk with Dean Flander go?" Zhu Zhuqing asked quietly.
"It went alright. Just as I expected, Dean Flander and the others didn't realize they'd been drugged. They only thought they had gotten drunk and caused an accident by chance. Rongrong narrowly escaped this one," Lu Yuan said.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong let out a sigh of relief. She had truly been afraid that Dean Flander and the others would find out, because she would not have known how to face them then.
She was not afraid of drugging Lu Yuan, because she loved him. Before Lu Yuan, she was willing to lay bare everything she had. Before administering the drug, she had even prepared herself to commit suicide if Lu Yuan did not accept her.
Flender and Liu Erlong, on the other hand, had been entirely