On the seventh day of the new year, light snow fell from the sky.
After getting out of the car at the entrance of Star City Academy, Feng Qi headed straight for Bai Fusheng's office.
After he knocked, Bai Fusheng's vigorous voice came from inside:
"Come in."
Pushing open the door, Feng Qi saw Bai Fusheng in a Zhongshan suit, flipping through documents on his desk.
Bai Fusheng looked up at Feng Qi.
"It's so late, yet you came all the way back to see me. What couldn't be said over the phone?"
"This is too important. I thought it would be better to tell you face-to-face." Feng Qi grinned as he walked to the desk and sat down, casually picking up the teapot to refill Bai Fusheng's cup.
Hearing this, a hint of confusion appeared in Bai Fusheng's eyes.
Feng Qi had been taking leave frequently lately, but Bai Fusheng had not said anything. After all, Feng Qi had already begun a Cultivation Method Studies research project with the Tiger Soul Research Institute.
In his view, that was entirely a good thing.
Star City Academy's pool was too small. He felt that a peerless talent like Feng Qi was not suited to growing here in the future.
He felt helpless over such a willful student.
Thinking this, he could not help but ask:
"What? Are you finally going to listen to me, resign, and take a position at the Tiger Soul Research Institute?"
"No, it's more important than that!"
"Heh. Tell me about it." Bai Fusheng immediately replied irritably.
Looking at Bai Fusheng, Feng Qi decided to confess his secret.
His special trip back from the Tiger Soul Research Institute was related to a Combat Timeline arrangement he had long hesitated over.
Should this Combat Timeline launch the Super