An entire day of theory classes slipped quietly by amid Mo Lei's rather dull lecturing.
At last, the bell rang to signal the end of school.
Mo Lei had only just left the podium, his lesson plans tucked under his arm.
Ning Rongrong skipped over to Meng Chen's desk.
"Meng Chen, I'm feeling exceptionally merciful today. I'll allow you to accompany me back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to pick out a few fun Soul Tools."
Ning Rongrong lifted her chin slightly, anticipation showing in her large eyes.
Thanks to Meng Chen, the Crown Prince's Residence and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were now growing ever closer.
Naturally, Ning Rongrong wished she could lure Meng Chen back to the sect every day and show Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone just how good her eye for playmates was.
Meng Chen had intended to refuse anyway, but when he glanced at the figure by the window out of the corner of his eye-
An ominous feeling immediately rose in his heart.
At that moment, Gu Yuena was staring at him without blinking.
Their eyes met.
The silver-haired girl turned her head slightly and tipped her chin almost imperceptibly toward the back of the academy.
At the sight, Meng Chen felt rather helpless. What had to come would come.
"Miss Ning, I'm afraid I can't today."
Meng Chen rubbed his nose, a somewhat helpless, wry smile on his face, and gently caught Ning Rongrong's wrist as she reached to tug on his sleeve.
"I've been training my body too hard these past few days. Several of my meridians are still terribly sore and swollen, so I'm planning to find somewhere quiet in the mimicry area to recuperate. If you came along, all you'd get to do is watch me meditate