The next morning.
Inside Feng Qingyang's office at Godwind Academy.
Huo Chen and Shui Wuyue arrived one after another with their respective juniors, the young people standing quietly behind their elders.
The once-spacious office felt slightly crowded with everyone gathered inside.
"Old Feng," Huo Chen spoke first, breaking the silence. "When are we going to meet His Highness, the Holy Son?"
"Since everyone is here, we'll go now."
Feng Qingyang stroked his beard, his gaze sweeping over the younger generation.
Everyone's expressions turned solemn at his words, and they followed Feng Qingyang toward Ji Xuan's residence.
"Xiaotian, I finally understand why your strength improved so dramatically!"
On the bluestone path, Huo Wu linked her arm through Feng Xiaotian's and lowered her voice.
"Sorry, Xiao Wu. I couldn't reveal His Highness's identity back then."
"I'm not blaming you." Huo Wu paused before continuing, "By the way, you've spent a long time with His Highness. Is there anything we should be careful about later?"
Feng Xiaotian smiled. "Don't worry. His Highness is easygoing, so there's no need for you to be overly restrained."
Though he was speaking to Huo Wu, he did not deliberately lower his voice. Huo Wushuang, Shui Bing'er, and the others nearby heard him clearly as well.
Shui Yue'er even secretly winked at Shui Bing'er.
Shui Bing'er could only look at her younger sister helplessly.
Before long, the group arrived at the secluded little courtyard where Ji Xuan lived.
Ji Xuan was seated beside a stone table, drinking tea, while Golden Crocodile Douluo remained hidden in the shadows.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
They all cupped their hands and bowed.
"No need for formalities."
Ji Xuan set down his teacup and slowly rose to his feet.
"Since all of you are willing to follow by my side, I naturally will