On Thursday night, Zheng Qing lay in bed, tossing and turning.
This was very unusual for him over the past few weeks. The reason was simple: Jiang Yu had abruptly mentioned the Shanglin Garden Spring Hunt that afternoon.
Counting on his fingers, the young teaching assistant realized that, in this busy spring, he had to keep track of three hunting competitions in a row—the private hunt organized by the students, the Shanglin Garden Spring Hunt, and the school's customary spring hunt in mid-April.
Thinking back to this time last year, time had flowed away like water. Aside from the lingering echoes of the Black Tide and the thunder of Awakening of Insects, almost nothing had left a deep impression on his first year. Unlike this semester, when endless matters desperately crammed themselves into his already swollen Timeline and still refused to be satisfied.
The Ruby Ring flashed beside his pillow.
It was a message sent back by one of the demons of the Seven Deadly Sins. Zheng Qing touched the gemstone on the ring. Lucifer had confirmed it would attend tomorrow's meeting. It had been the last to reply; together with the six earlier messages, that meant all seven demons could make time.
Zheng Qing let out a heavy sigh, buried his head in the pillow, and tried to suffocate himself.
The demons of the Seven Deadly Sins could now only be considered a minor irritation.
The most pressing and serious trouble was the Shanglin Garden Spring Hunt.
Jiang Yu had briefly introduced the event to him. It was an annual social hunt for the children of Aristocratic Family Wizards. There was no doubt that the Qingqiu Su Clan was among them. Zheng Qing Didn't Know whether Su Shijun would attend this year, but he believed many of Beauty Su's