As Ye Li answered, the knocking outside the door stopped.
There was a soft click.
The office door was gently pushed open, and Zuo Qingyu walked slowly into the room, her steps a little stiff.
Even though she had thoroughly prepared herself outside and decided what she would say,
the moment she actually entered the room and felt that boundless, utterly natural pressure, Zuo Qingyu instinctively grew nervous.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Li looked at the blue-haired girl standing awkwardly by the door and asked casually,
"Need something?"
"Ahem..."
Zuo Qingyu forcibly suppressed the flutter in her heart and tried to sound as composed as possible.
"Nothing major."
"I just wanted to ask... do you remember Jiang Qingzhu, the freshman you asked me to look after a little the last time we met?"
"Jiang Qingzhu?"
At that, the image of a somewhat airheaded, innocent young girl surfaced in Ye Li's mind. He nodded slightly.
"I remember. What about her?"
Zuo Qingyu's expression eased a little, and her tense shoulders relaxed.
She walked over and stopped across from Ye Li, saying with a soft laugh,
"She's done exceptionally well at Fengyun University these past few years. She's extraordinarily gifted, and she works very hard at her cultivation."
"She's already reached the top ten of the Fengyun Ranking, and people on campus have started calling her the [Ice Beauty]."
"The old... senior experts in charge of assessments at the bureau all say that, with the aptitude she's shown, she has an excellent chance of reaching the rank of Land Immortal someday."
At this point, a trace of coldness crept into Zuo Qingyu's expression.
"But precisely because of that, the factions in the far north that used to stand on equal footing with the Jiang Family started getting restless."
"They pulled quite a few