Four Metropolitan Graduates held up the plaque bearing the words "Heroine Academy," standing perfectly still.
More than a thousand women wept until they were drenched in tears. Although Yang Yuhuan had not studied in Kong City, she could still be considered Su Xiaoxiao's student and was about to join the Heroine Society. She knew something of its history, and now she, too, gently wiped away her tears.
Nunu stretched out a plump little paw and gently helped Yang Yuhuan wipe away her tears.
Little Ink and the Mist Butterfly seemed affected as well. Only the Inkstone Turtle still wore that air of looking down upon the world, coupled with the brazen defiance of a tough old scoundrel, as he charged back and forth across the desk.
"These words today are like the dawn's first light, truly shining upon us women for the first time! I, Yang Xunlou, a common woman, thank Void Sage Fang on behalf of all women under heaven!" With that, Yang Xunlou knelt where she stood and bowed deeply.
"Please accept my bow..."
More than a thousand women dropped to their knees together in a sweeping rustle. Their long skirts of every color spread across the ground one after another like overturned morning glories, more brilliant than the sunset clouds above.
Su Xiaoxiao, standing to one side, bowed along with them.
"Please, everyone, rise!" Fang Yun reached out to help Yang Xunlou up, only for Su Xiaoxiao to extend her hand and stop him.
Fang Yun looked at Su Xiaoxiao and saw unwavering resolve on the petite, young-looking girl's face. Until they had finished bowing, she would not let him help them up!
"Ah..." Fang Yun let out a long sigh.
After kowtowing three times, the thousand-odd women rose one after another.
They wiped their tears and