The corridor was long. Sunlight streamed through the windows, falling across the floor in neat squares.
Tang Wulin walked beside Yun Jingheng. The two walked shoulder to shoulder at an unhurried pace.
Shen Yi walked at the front, her steps light, but she was quietly slowing down bit by bit.
Yun Jingheng also slowed without drawing attention to it, gradually widening the distance between himself and Tang Wulin.
Ye Xinglan... had already stopped.
The other three from Zero Class walked behind them, somewhat excited, and none of them noticed that the two people ahead had slowed down.
Tang Wulin turned his head to look at Yun Jingheng, curiosity in his eyes.
"Jing Heng, I've been meaning to ask you. How far has your forging reached now? Can you Spirit Forge yet?"
Yun Jingheng thought for a moment. "I only started recently. I've just managed to stabilize Thousand Refinement."
Tang Wulin smiled. "I see. Then ask me if there's anything you don't understand. I can teach you."
Yun Jingheng smiled as well. "Of course. Just don't find me annoying when the time comes."
"Why would I?"
Tang Wulin waved his hand, then suddenly asked, "By the way, Jing Heng, did you pass already? What was the test like?"
Yun Jingheng glanced at him. "I can't reveal the questions."
Tang Wulin froze for a moment, then scratched his head. "I see."
He paused, then walked a few more steps forward.
The corridor turned a corner, and several paintings hung on the wall ahead.
Tang Wulin swept his gaze over them, his eyes settling on a portrait of a woman.
He asked casually.
"Jing Heng, who's the woman in this painting? Why does she seem so familiar?"
No one answered.
He took another two steps.
"Jing Heng?"
Still no answer.
Tang Wulin stopped