After alchemy class ended, Zheng Qing hung several Invisibility Talismans on himself and, amid his companions' muffled snickers, quietly slipped out of the classroom, moving lightly all the way and doing his utmost not to touch anyone.
He had plenty of experience with this sort of thing and was quite practiced at it.
But as he passed the first row of the classroom, Jiang Yu, who was helping Li Meng mark out key review points, seemed to sense something. She glanced toward the podium, scaring the boy into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, the witch seemed to have acted only on a sudden inspiration. Her gaze merely swept past him before she lowered her head again and resumed tugging Little Witch's ears as she scolded her.
The moment he left the classroom, the young publicly funded student took off running.
Besides going to Hook Brothers Clock Shop to collect his custom-made gifts, he still had to return to the dormitory to see what gift the mistress of Qingqiu Mansion had sent him, then write two heartfelt replies. With another practical class that afternoon, time was exceptionally tight. Zheng Qing seriously doubted he would have time for lunch after finishing all those tasks.
"Moderate hunger can make the mind more active."
That was the only way he could comfort himself.
Yet the moment he ran out of the teaching building, the wizard stepped onto the snow, slipped, and fell flat in front of several first-year witches. Fluffy snow scattered around him, outlining his hazy figure and making the little girls shriek. Almost immediately, a group of hot-blooded young wizards surged over, intending to seize this fellow who was clearly "up to no good."
"Dammit."
The young publicly funded student climbed to his feet irritably. Rather than argue with the younger students, he