"Stop bothering me. I'm already annoyed enough!"
Qin Shaofeng put on a cold expression, turned around, and sat down by the bed.
The lanky man immediately ran over and launched into a torrent of chatter.
Qin Shaofeng's face was full of disdain, and he slowly closed his eyes. This made the lanky man increasingly anxious. Ignoring Qin Shaofeng's complete lack of response, he simply continued rambling on.
Though the speech was indeed irritating to listen to, Qin Shaofeng gleaned a great deal from it.
For instance, this fellow was named Bu Chenggong.
That name alone left Qin Shaofeng stunned for quite a while.
Only after confirming that the man was not joking with him did he finally accept the name.
This fellow could even recite countless major and minor matters concerning Wu Qingcheng as though they were family treasures, leaving Qin Shaofeng deeply moved.
This kid was practically a gift of knowledge from Ruthless City.
From the lanky man's words, Qin Shaofeng also learned plenty of information that might prove useful.
For example, who might be suspicious, who might have been occupied by outsiders and become new examinees, and so on.
Qin Shaofeng heard an enormous amount, though it was all exceedingly jumbled.
The night slowly passed in this manner.
Amid Bu Chenggong's endless chatter, Qin Shaofeng gained an ever-deeper understanding of this world.
The fellow droned on for more than half the night.
The next morning.
Qin Shaofeng, who had been meditating, was awakened by Bu Chenggong.
It was actually... time for class.
At the thought of it, Qin Shaofeng's mouth twitched fiercely.
He actually had to start attending classes again.
Yet he knew very well that these courses might contain methods for teaching them how to fuse divine pattern restrictions.
Suppressing his displeasure, Qin Shaofeng went along with