Grade Three Class 6.
The moment Qiao Sang entered the classroom, Yuna, who sat beside her, immediately lit up.
"Qiao Sang, I heard you contracted a Little Steel Falcon?"
That news spread fast... Qiao Sang turned to look at Hugh Lewis, who sat in the last row and whom she had met at the Climate Hall yesterday.
He had been the first person in class to learn that she had contracted the Little Steel Falcon.
Sensing her gaze, Hugh Lewis looked up. When he saw it was Qiao Sang, his eyes flickered slightly before he broke into a grin.
Qiao Sang turned back and gave an affirmative hum.
"Was it the one that broke into my home?" Yuna asked in a lowered voice.
Claire was the butler, so he had definitely reported what happened that night to Yuna. Qiao Sang was not surprised that she knew.
"It was," Qiao Sang said.
"As expected of a champion. You even dared to contract a wild Little Steel Falcon," Yuna said with genuine admiration.
Wild Pet Beasts were all too temperamental and difficult to discipline, so hardly anyone was willing to contract them.
Wild Little Steel Falcons were especially troublesome. Even if an injured one lay before them, seemingly too weak to resist, passersby would still have to consider whether it was putting on an act.
Yet Qiao Sang had actually contracted one like that.
Qiao Sang was just about to say something modest.
At that moment, Tang Yi walked into the classroom with dark circles under his eyes and unsteady steps.
"What happened to you?" Qiao Sang asked.
Tang Yi looked at Qiao Sang, his face utterly dejected. "I lost."
Qiao Sang looked at him, signaling for him to continue.
"That Pet Beast Arena Competition," Tang Yi said weakly. "Last night, I