Rare Tenderness

By the time Mu Feng had promoted several elders from the first batch of believers, the moon was already high in the sky. The quiet night had enveloped the academy, and there was scarcely a soul to be seen on the roads.

During this period, Mu Feng often returned to the academy at such late hours. Sometimes, when it was too late, he simply spent the night outside.

But today was different. Having dealt with Gui Xiao, a major burden on his mind, Mu Feng felt refreshed despite having toiled all day. Through Gui Xiao, whom he controlled with Electrolux's Undead Semi-Conversion Method, it was as though he had planted fundamental instructions of loyalty to Mu Feng in Gui Xiao's mind.

Moreover, Gui Xiao retained a considerable portion of his intelligence, more than enough to handle everyday situations. As Mu Feng slowly walked beneath the dormitory building, if not for the fact that many people were already asleep, he would have wanted to whistle in celebration.

More than twenty meters away from the dormitory entrance, Mu Feng spotted a figure standing there from afar.

"Why is someone still here this late?"

As Mu Feng walked over, he looked over curiously. When he reached the entrance, he finally saw the person's face clearly. It was Di Qiuli.

His expression froze for a moment. Once he recovered, Mu Feng merely nodded at her and moved to go inside.

"Wait," Di Qiuli called out.

"Is something wrong?" Mu Feng asked in an indifferent tone, as though it were an ordinary greeting between friends.

"I'm sorry." Di Qiuli lowered her head, her apology barely louder than a mosquito's buzz.

Mu Feng would usually tease Di Qiuli a little whenever they met on the road, but today, seeing her still waiting at the dormitory entrance