Tang San's dark blue-black eyes looked deeply at her. "There's still class tonight. Can you hold on?"
A flicker of excitement flashed in Shen Ranxi's eyes, but she replied calmly, "It's fine. Don't Worry."
When they reached the dormitory building, Shen Ranxi smiled at him. "Tang San, I have a younger sister who's very talented with machinery. The Hidden Weapons you study and the Soul Tools she studies definitely have things in common. Maybe you two will have something to talk about. I'll introduce you next time."
As he watched those golden eyes gleam beneath the rosy clouds at the horizon, Tang San found himself unable to look away.
What kind of person was she, exactly...? In just a few days, he seemed to have seen so many sides of her: the coldness and righteousness of their first meeting, her strength when they met again, her gentleness when comforting others, her concern for her Companions, her pursuit of power...
It seemed that the more he spent time with her, the more curious he became...
After resting for a little over an hour, Shen Ranxi followed Dean Flender back to that familiar entrance.
This time, everyone had come, including the two Support System Soul Masters.
As night fell, Suotuo City was livelier than ever. Every shop along the streets was brightly lit, and Shen Ranxi had contributed to that. The several shops she had opened had become well-known far and wide, drawing many outsiders to Suotuo City.
Over the past two years, more and more Snack Stalls had appeared, and everyone's nightlife had become richer as well.
Xiao Wu was drawn to the sights on both sides of the street and kept going over to take a look. Ning Rongrong had her arm linked with Shen Ranxi's, casually sweeping her