"What else?"
Seeing that the wretched fat rat had shut his mouth just as he reached the crucial part, Zheng Qing could not help pressing him.
"What else?!" Fei Rui scrunched up his fleshy cheeks and gave the young scholarship student a slightly malicious smile. "If there were more time, I'd tell you a few more interesting things."
"How could there not be time..." Zheng Qing cried in frustration, but Fei Rui cut him off before he could finish.
"Young man! Young man!" Fei Rui raised a finger and wagged it at the scholarship student, his words carrying a condescending, lecturing air. "Young people always think they're doing the right thing. Just like how you kept insisting earlier that 'we have plenty of time'... but what about reality? Sooner or later, the facts will prove you wrong."
"Look, the people who are going to steal your 'plenty of time' have already arrived."
As he spoke, he raised his little paw higher and pointed above their heads.
Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao instinctively looked up toward the sound.
More than a dozen figures flickered into view almost simultaneously, appearing beyond the range of the young scholarship student's Explosion Talisman Magic Array. All wore black cloaks and held open spellbooks, between which clouds of blue or green light were already rising.
"Oh, no!" the young scholarship student groaned.
He had already recognized the black-cloaked figures as teaching assistants from the school's Teaching Assistant Group—he spotted at least four familiar faces among them, including Thomas, Hilda, a tall, graying wizard who had appeared aboard the Special Plane when he first came to school, and a beautiful purple-haired woman.
Much as they had handled the incident aboard the Special Plane, the teaching assistants who had just appeared in Zheng Qing's sight clearly considered the