Gao Ming had taken the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal away, removing it forever from fate's control. If Situ An was to follow his original path through life, he would inevitably prepare something else.
"Gao Ming, have you finished eating?" Liu Yi sat down beside him with her tray and spoke softly enough that only the two of them could hear. "Zhuo Jun seems to be planning to trap us here long-term and turn us into something like those students."
"Not necessarily. Our class probably serves some other purpose..." Gao Ming had only just begun when several classmates came over with food and drinks and sat down.
"Liu Yi, how have you been lately?" Qian Junran had been their class's English representative. He came from a wealthy family and had apparently just returned from studying abroad, ready to inherit the family business.
"Fine." Liu Yi had been about to listen to Gao Ming's analysis. Being interrupted annoyed her, but since they were all old classmates, she did not let it show.
"Back in school, we both wanted to study law, uphold justice, and help the weak, like the wandering heroes of old." Qian Junran poured Liu Yi a drink. "I really envy you. You get to do what you want and work toward your ideals."
"Lawyers aren't as great as you imagine. There's nothing glamorous about the profession." Liu Yi frowned slightly, unsure why Qian Junran had suddenly come over.
"I came back to learn the ropes at the family business. We're restructuring our legal department. Would you be interested in working with me? Our company is committed to charity. Every year, we set aside over ten million to help Hanhai's lower-class citizens." Qian Junran's words carried an elitist arrogance from the outset. The phrase "lower-class citizens" made Zhou Sisi and several other