Night.
The moon was dark, the wind high.
Zhang Yexin walked out of the dormitory with unease written all over his face. "I don't even know if this counts as breaking curfew..."
"But even if the dorm matron hunts me down, it still feels less terrifying than offending the director of discipline..."
At the end of the corridor, one drifting figure after another emerged.
Zhang Yexin instinctively slowed his steps, only to discover that they seemed not to care about him at all and simply drifted away.
"I knew it... Director Nine Nether must have arranged everything."
Zhang Yexin left the dormitory and came to the door of the director of discipline's quarters. He knocked.
Creak!
The door opened by itself.
The next moment, a blaze of multicolored light nearly blinded Zhang Yexin.
The floor was covered in carpets embroidered with gold and silver threads, studded with who knew how many gemstones.
The furniture was antique and elegant, made of agarwood—restrained, yet luxurious.
The ceiling was inlaid with fist-sized luminous pearls like stars, making the room brighter than electric lights in the city.
Most importantly...
This was only the living room, yet it was huge... unbelievably huge!
It made Zhang Yexin feel as though he had entered a giant's palace.
This is a teacher's dormitory? Luxurious... too luxurious...
Compared to this, the student dorms are dog kennels... No, they aren't even as good as the dog kennels here...
Just how much public money has the director of discipline embezzled for his own expenses?
One thought after another surfaced in Zhang Yexin's mind, but he did not dare utter a single word.
"Good. You're here!"
On the balcony, the Nine Nether Blood Demon, Aaron's second Primordial Spirit, was reclining in a rocking chair, holding a stemmed glass filled with rippling crimson