Vice Dean Xuan wanted to ask Xu Yi what was going on, but thought it would be beneath her. She wanted to turn and leave, yet was simply too curious. For a moment, she was caught between advancing and retreating, and could only pace beneath the snowflake trees not far from the dining hall entrance.
Her beauty was like a painting, her white robes whiter than snow. The jade blossoms swayed in the breeze above her, and Vice Dean Xuan had no idea that, quite unintentionally, she was displaying astonishing charm.
Smack!
Several bowls and plates landed on the table. Seven or eight people crowded onto the long bench where the few occupants of Dormitory 137 had been hogging seats.
"Fuck, you're looking for—"
Jiang Fei, the quickest to flare up, hadn't even finished cursing before he fell silent. He stared at a square-faced man wearing a smile, suddenly at a loss for what to do.
Tie Dagang was startled at first, but quickly regained his composure. He looked at the square-faced man squeezing in beside Xu Yi. "Well, look who it is. It's Brother Yuan from the South Academy. Here to eat? Come on, join us, join us. I thought all the great figures of the South Academy never touched ordinary food. Hahaha! Seems the rumors were wrong."
One way or another, he was now the head of Room Thirty-Six. When it was time to stand his ground, he had to do so.
Besides, even if things went wrong, they still had their dormitory head. Even if the sky fell, Tie Dagang believed that man could hold it up. What was there to fear?
After greeting them, Tie Dagang reached for the bowls and plates that had just been set down, laughing as he said, "Eat up, eat up.