At the sight of Andrew, Zheng Qing's first reaction was one of dazed disbelief—Had things already come to this?—he thought Andrew had been sent by the school to serve as his bodyguard.
But the young man immediately came to his senses and dismissed the guess.
This was First University, one of the safest places in the Wizarding World. Even if some demons were fanatical "wizard hunters," they would not do anything irrational here to a young hunting team that had only just begun to make a name for itself.
Besides, Youzui's members were spread across all four academies. There was no reason to assign only him a "bodyguard," and they certainly would not have failed to consult him, the captain of Youzui, beforehand.
Even if a bodyguard were needed, First University would not have had to hire someone from Trident Sword.
After all, Old Man Ruo Yu was currently running the school, while Trident Sword's director was Madam Shi Hui's disciple. After Madam Shi Hui stepped down as First University's Vice Principal, rumors said that many collaborations between Trident Sword and the school were facing termination and review. There was absolutely no reason for them to make such an unnecessary move.
Carrying this faint embarrassment that he could not reveal to others, the young publicly funded student hurried out of the classroom in small, quick steps.
Andrew had a hand-rolled cigarette between his lips and held a magazine whose cover bore half-length portraits of Youzui Hunting Team's seven members. Zheng Qing noticed that it was Glorious Hunting Team Path, a long-established hunting competition publication with an extremely broad influence throughout the Wizard Alliance.
He had not even known when Youzui had appeared in such a professional publication.
"Good afternoon, Commissioner."
The young publicly funded student's tone was slightly puzzled. Though