The next day.
After breakfast, Qian Qianqian asked Yin Kuang, "You're not going to class again today?" Yin Kuang said, "No. And Li Shuangmu will probably contact me today." Qian Qianqian pouted. "I'm so jealous. I don't want to go to class either." Tang Rouyu took her by the hand. "All right, all right, stop grumbling. We'll be late if we don't leave now." Then she dragged Qian Qianqian away.
Yin Kuang saw that Lian Nishang was still sitting on the sofa in little bunny slippers, swinging her feet while staring at the television with wide eyes. Strangely enough, the show playing on TV was White-Haired Witch. Yin Kuang asked, "You're not going to class either?" Without taking her eyes off the screen, Lian Nishang said, "Nope, nope. Only three people in my class still attend. Everyone else is either in seclusion condensing their Axes or traveling through worlds to look for 'themselves.' Boring."
It was worth mentioning that once students reached their third year, the Headmaster no longer forced them to attend class. It was entirely voluntary. Besides, there were no teachers in the third year.
Yin Kuang said, "Then why were you so enthusiastic about class these past few days? You always left right before it started." Lian Nishang said, "Of course I was looking for a way to separate Yihang's soul from yours." Yin Kuang asked, "Did you find one?" Lian Nishang stopped swinging her feet and turned to look at Yin Kuang. "You knew from the beginning that I couldn't find a way, didn't you?" Yin Kuang said, "I told you, anything is possible at this university. You should have seen that by now. For example, the White-Haired Witch herself is now watching a TV drama called White-Haired Witch."
"Hmph!"
Yin Kuang smiled. "Actually, if you