"——Sorry, I am late."
Zheng Qing stood at the entrance of Solomon Hall, and slightly bowed in the direction of the podium: "The grandeur and magnificence of Danghag exceeded my imagination, making me feel lost in the Book Mountain Library of First University."
As expected.
This greeting did not receive a warm reaction.
Behind the tiered long tables and benches, the row upon row of dark silhouettes simultaneously turned sideways, looking towards the doorway. Quiet and silent. Their faces were hidden under wide hoods or tall pointed wizard hats, interwoven in the flickering flames of the Ancient Gublai Fairy Fire, making it hard to see clearly.
But there is one thing Zheng Qing could confirm.
