A Mere Gatekeeper

Ye Wen sighed at the thought.

If he had to squeeze in with a crowd, then so be it. It was still better than becoming a self-funded student and being exploited by those rich young nobles to clean up after them.

A gentleman kept his talents hidden and waited for the right moment to act. Ye Wen did not want trouble, so he would stay hidden beneath Tang San's brilliance.

Time passed bit by bit, and Ye Wen and Tang San soon reached the age to enroll. The Work-Study Student slots were easy enough to settle, since every village had such a quota, though not every village had someone who awakened Soul Power.

Ye Wen remained calm throughout the journey, even after entering the city. Unlike Tang San, who seemed almost autistic, Ye Wen had frequently accompanied his parents in and out of Nuoding City for business ever since he was very young.

It was no exaggeration that becoming a Soul Master meant crossing class boundaries. Even though it was merely the lowest-level Primary Academy, and not Ye Wen's first time seeing it, he could spot its exquisite architecture from far away. The archway alone was twenty meters wide and over ten meters tall. There was no need to mention the materials and craftsmanship elsewhere. The cost of constructing this academy alone could have bought dozens of villages like Holy Soul Village.

However, compared with the academy's lavish exterior, the gatekeeper looked rather unimpressive.

As expected, when the gatekeeper saw Old Jack's worn, patched clothes, disgust appeared on his face as he stopped the three of them.

"What are you doing here? Is this a place where country bumpkins like you belong?"

Even after six years of reincarnation, Ye Wen still could not understand the gatekeeper's thought process.

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