A loud sneeze.
Mu Chen woke up early and felt an itch in his nose.
"What's going on, I kept feeling like I had a nightmare last night, couldn't sleep well at all."
He rubbed his twitching eyelids and tidied up his appearance.
He walked briskly towards the Dining Hall.
"Master Mu... good morning..."
"Mu... Master Mu..."
Along the way, he ran into many academy students, male and female, and the female students always had ambiguous looks in their eyes when they saw him.
The male students were full of envy.
Mu Chen was quite popular at Qingtian Academy, so he didn't feel like today's students were any different from usual.
When he reached the Dining Hall, he ran into Master Fang from Yuheng Class.
"Master Mu, I'm really envious of you, born with such good fortune, you don't have to do anything, and you can still have loads of silver to spend."
Master Fang said sourly.
