Business on the Edge of the Rules

The withered ivy atop the wall trembled in the cold wind of early winter. Dead branches and leaves knocked against one another in the wind, occasionally making soft rustling sounds.

The young publicly funded student held the little sprites' paper house in his arms and looked somewhat awkwardly at the two wizards standing at the end of the entrance hall. Deep down, he desperately hoped a few mischievous Grass Sprites would emerge from the dead vines overhead and free him from his present embarrassment.

But he knew that was only a fantasy—after all, it was winter. Whether Treant Saplings or Grass Sprites, any clear-headed sprites had long since hidden in deep burrows, waiting for the dampness of next spring's rain to awaken them.

The two wizards standing at the end of the hall clearly had no idea what the young publicly funded student was thinking.

The mixture of anger and surprise had not yet completely faded from Jiang Yu's face, making her expression rather amusing. For a moment, Zheng Qing really wanted to capture her current expression with his camera. Of course, that was something he could only think about in private.

Noticing the young publicly funded student's gaze, the witch quickly turned away and adjusted her expression. At the same time, she swiftly put away a small wooden box she had been holding, stuffing it into the handbag hanging from her arm. Then she tightened the shawl around her shoulders before turning back to look at the publicly funded student with a smile.

Dr. Duzem, meanwhile, looked as haggard as ever.

His gaze kept moving between the young wizard and witch, his eyes filled with unease.

"You're here early today!" Jiang Yu was the first to recover and break the silence. She then walked briskly over to the young