"An egg?"
Sun Wen froze for a moment. He vaguely remembered that Yu Sheng seemed to have an egg, but before he could think about it, he saw that Xu Yuanqing had somehow already stationed himself in front of the car door, wearing an utterly sleazy grin.
He even tilted his head, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and peered into the car.
The sight was particularly reminiscent of old Mr. Wang next door and his curious neighbors when people returned to their hometowns for the New Year.
"..."
"How long do you think Xu Bighead's been hungry?"
Seeing this, Sun Wen curled his lip and spoke in a wistful tone.
"Judging by those lively eyes, probably only a day."
"Hard to say. He's reached the Seventh Awakening, after all. He can go hungry longer than before."
"No, no, no, no. Whether he's hungry has nothing to do with his awakening level."
Zhao Zicheng and Sun Wen kept discussing it, trading remarks back and forth. Lin Xiaoxiao occasionally joined the conversation too.
To outsiders, however, the scene was far too astonishing.
A luxury motorcade!
Xu Yuanqing, a Seventh Awakening expert from the Inner Courtyard, personally standing at the door to welcome them!
And the people inside still hadn't gotten out.
What kind of status was this?
These young people, who had only recently arrived at Ink Academy and were still somewhat bewildered, simply looked in that direction on instinct.
A few formidable individuals who had distinguished themselves among this large batch of newcomers were already standing nearby, watching silently.
"That should about do it."
"Too bad. If the Vice Principal came out to welcome us too, it'd look even more impressive."
"Huh, isn't that the Vice Principal?"
Sun Wen, who had been lamenting just a second ago, looked through the