"Mentor card?"
Faced with the middle-aged man's questioning, Fu Qian was just as confused.
So this time, he wasn't a student, but a mentor?
That was unexpected.
Still, it wasn't a bad thing. Compared with being a student, a mentor had much more freedom to move around.
"Let's go outside first."
Seeing the puzzled looks from several students, the middle-aged man realized their conversation was already disturbing those around them. He motioned for Fu Qian to follow him outside.
They made their way to the entrance. The middle-aged man gave Fu Qian a stern look and told him to wait where he was.
Then he took Fu Qian's card and scanned it on a nearby device.
"Fu Qian?"
Half a minute later, the middle-aged man studied the information on the screen, then looked Fu Qian up and down, his expression complicated.
"That's right. It's me."
It seemed he hadn't changed his name this time, either.
Fu Qian could see the screen from where he stood. He confirmed that not only was the name his, but the portrait matched, too.
"...You really are a mentor at the Academy of Revelation... You're way too young!"
The middle-aged man muttered to himself, unable to believe what he was seeing.
The next moment, he seemed to think of something. His face twisted with even greater disgust than before.
"I'm sorry, but even though you're a mentor at the Academy of Revelation, trespassing in the Sword Pavilion is still against the rules. I'll report this to the academy and have you punished."
Holding Fu Qian's ID card, the man spoke stiffly.
What was with that sudden look, like I'd killed your father?
Fu Qian couldn't understand the middle-aged man's change in attitude, but he immediately denied the accusation of trespassing.
"I didn't trespass. Think back—