Night fell, and a burst of knocking shattered the silence in the dorm room. The knocks were sharp and loud, like a downpour battering a window frame.
The urgent knocking reached Xiao Yan's ears and woke him from his sleep. As he opened his eyes, a stabbing pain shot through his head. He sat up on the hard floor, aching all over.
The knocking grew louder and more insistent. Xiao Yan endured the pain and went to open the door.
"Lord Xiao Yan, please head to the assembly hall at once. We're about to leave," said the two Team Flare grunts standing outside.
Could it be?! Xiao Yan hurried back into the room, picked up the note on the table, and unfolded it.
After reading the note, Xiao Yan's expression grew even graver. He picked up his equipment and followed the two grunts to the hall.
Xiao Yan's arrival drew everyone's attention. They all wore matching uniforms and equipment, with orange high-tech glasses and Team Flare Watches. The crowd parted to let him through.
"You're ten minutes late," Aliana said, staring straight at Xiao Yan as he approached her.
"Good thing I'm only ten minutes late." The moment those words left Xiao Yan's mouth, a vein bulged on Aliana's forehead. She wanted to berate him on the spot and humiliate him in front of everyone, but she couldn't. Xiao Yan had Lysandre's favor; otherwise, how could a mere squad leader have jumped straight to executive in such a short time? Besides, the boy before her was only thirteen. To stand on equal footing with her at just thirteen was no small feat.
"Forget it. You'll be responsible for the team on the left."
Xiao Yan scanned the team before him. Most of these Team Flare members clearly didn't know one