Reaching the doorway, Ye Qing and Wang Yao looked outside with their arms around each other's shoulders and found a beautiful woman with wine-red, permed waves standing outside.
"You're... Teacher Zhao?"
Wang Yao immediately recognized the homeroom teacher who had taught them for a while. However, she had gone abroad for further studies after they graduated, so they had barely kept in touch.
"Hello, Master Ye, Gym Leader Wang Yao."
Zhao Xinran greeted them politely. He was only five or six years older than Ye Qing, so there was no generation gap in their conversation.
"Oh, please, you're too kind! What are you saying, Teacher? Haha!"
Wang Yao laughed it off. Knowing Zhao Xinran must have come to see Ye Qing, he kept quiet after greeting her.
"You're too kind, Teacher."
Ye Qing was a little embarrassed too. They had not seen each other for so long, and as Zhao Xinran grew older, her figure had become increasingly mature.
Zhao Xinran teased him with a smile. "Ye Qing, it's been so long since you graduated, but I don't think you've visited your old school even once."
Thinking of the principal who had given him the Prism Scale, Ye Qing answered seriously, "Yes, I've actually thought about visiting. But first, I didn't have any money, and it wouldn't have felt right to go back without making a donation. Second, I hadn't achieved my goal yet, so I felt it wasn't time to look back."
Zhao Xinran expressed her understanding. "I understand how you feel, but the school doesn't ask for anything in return. Just having you visit would be a tremendous honor for the school."
Before Ye Qing could speak, Zhao Xinran continued, "You've probably guessed why I'm here. I'd like to invite you back to give a speech and set