After the opening ceremony ended, Le Yu immediately slipped back to the teachers' dormitory and bombarded the Sword Master with text messages through the Heart of Nayser.
However, the Sword Master did not react at all. Le Yu even wondered whether he had left the service area or put him on the Blacklist.
What the hell was going on?!
Ming Shuangli had started with the double-buff advantage, while he still did not even know who his Sword Master was. How was he supposed to play this game?
And never mind not having a Sword Master—the key point was that Le Yu had no information at all. He did not care if his Sword Master went AFK and coasted to victory, but he at least had to know what he was supposed to do!
Otherwise, had he really come to the Royal Academy to teach?
With that time to waste, wouldn't it be better to go back and think of ways to make Lan Yan miserable? Wouldn't it be nicer to write letters and carry on a paper romance with Qing Lan?
By the time Le Yu had finished organizing his dormitory, it was already noon. He picked up his teacher ID and prepared to go to the cafeteria for lunch, but when he reached the ground floor, he saw someone waiting by a tree.
It was the black-haired man with the long braid who had exchanged glances with him during the opening ceremony. Le Yu had asked Wei Weiwei about him afterward, but even Wei Weiwei did not know him. Without a doubt, this man was a new teacher who had smuggled himself in this semester—the living embodiment of a sword sheath.
"Waiting for me?" Le Yu asked.
The man pointed at himself. "Nieruo."
"Qin Leyin."
Nieruo removed the black