"Bang!"
Zheng Qing's forehead slammed heavily into the polished mirror, catching him completely off guard and knocking him flat onto the soft carpet. Inside the mirror, goblins with bat ears and pointed noses clutched their bellies and howled with laughter until they could barely breathe.
The young wizards of the You Zui Hunting Team looked at one another, temporarily at a loss for words.
This was a newly opened exhibition hall deep within First University's Magic History Museum. The hall displayed magical items that were usually placed throughout the school.
There were stone tablets bearing Archwizards' magical insights, bronze bells covered in starlight and Runes, sculptures in all sorts of shapes, and even two snowmen lying in an ice-filled bathtub, snoring contentedly.
The unnamed standing mirror Zheng Qing had been searching for was among them as well.
Led by Xiao Xiao, and after enduring the countless exhibits' irritable "welcoming ceremonies," the young wizards had finally reached this hall and found that mirror.
After they pulled away the red drapery the school workers had temporarily hung over it, the nearly two-meter-tall mirror was revealed once again. Its enormous obsidian base, exquisitely carved Roman columns, feverish-looking mirror bearers, sinister devils, elegant wizards—every familiar feature overlapped with the image etched deep in Zheng Qing's memory, immediately confirming that this was the mirror he had been looking for.
Unable to wait any longer, the young scholarship student strode straight toward the mirror, intending to return to the Mirror World.
Before Xiao Xiao could grab him, he saw the wizard crash headfirst into the smooth surface and take a hard fall. Meanwhile, a group of mirror goblins had somehow crowded into the previously blank mirror, loudly mocking the ignorant wizard.
"What's going on?!"
Zheng Qing clutched his forehead and stared blankly at the mirror before