"Does Jia Keke have time to prepare something for us to eat? Preferably something lavish. Today's worth celebrating."
Wen Li looked surprised and hadn't had time to say anything when their host, Professor Fu, had already turned to confirm the arrangements with his research assistant.
"Of course. I'll arrange it right away."
Ji Liushuang had opened her eyes as soon as Wen Li canceled Mythical Form. Smiling, she nodded with complete certainty.
"Thank you... I could have found someone to arrange it, too."
Wen Li hadn't expected Professor Fu to be planning a celebratory dinner. Seeing Ji Liushuang quickly get up to make arrangements, she thanked him at once, then added softly.
"It's all right. You have other things to do."
Fu Qian merely waved a hand, indicating that there was no need to be so polite.
It was hardly surprising that Wen Li had people who could help her take care of such trivial matters.
Even if she would most likely be staying and eating at the academy this time, given her lifestyle, having a personal secretary accompany her outside would obviously be more convenient in every respect.
"The things will take a little while to arrive. Do you still have any strength left?"
As he spoke, Fu Qian pointed at the hand Wen Li had used to transform into Mythical Form, then at himself.
"If you do, try attacking me. Give it everything you've got."
Huh?
The evaluation wasn't even over, and Professor Fu was asking her to use him as a punching bag?
Startled once again, Wen Li soon recalled how much punishment he could take and what his true rank was.
"It does take a lot of strength, but I can still manage..."
After putting aside her needless worries, she quickly picked up a new concern.