Late at night, Zhang Lexuan returned alone to her private dorm room.
After changing into a pink nightgown, she sat on the bed with her knees hugged to her chest, curled up in a corner with her head lowered in thought.
Logically speaking, she should have been happy to return early from that "den of demons" known as the Sun Moon Empire.
Yet at this moment, Zhang Lexuan found that her heart was filled only with loneliness and emptiness. No matter how she looked at it, happiness had nothing to do with it.
Just as she pondered what exactly was wrong with her, the private soul communicator by her bed suddenly rang.
Zhang Lexuan's previously listless spirits instantly perked up.
Xu Tianming, that little rascal, had given her this soul communicator, so he was the only one who knew its number.
Calling her at a time like this—could it be that he wanted to...
Zhang Lexuan's face instantly flushed, but she answered without the slightest hesitation.
"Come to Room 502 on the fifth floor of the teachers' apartments immediately. I'm only giving you fifteen minutes!"
His familiar voice came through, but after saying only that, he hung up before she could respond.
It was as though he had already decided that she would obediently follow his orders.
Damn it! Who did that little rascal think she was?!
She was the senior disciple of Shrek Inner Court, a goddess countless students dreamed of. Did he think he could summon her at will with just one sentence? Didn't she have any pride?
She had decided. When she helped that little rascal cultivate tonight, she would not use her full strength and would slow down his cultivation!
She would make that little rascal understand that she had a temper too!
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