Chu Fan and he are senior and junior brothers, and have always regarded him as a younger brother, so if there's anything he needs, he can always ask.
Chu Qing noted down this sentiment and felt very grateful to Bian City.
However, he always felt that Bian City seemed to have some hidden worries; sometimes one could see a hint of wistfulness between his brows.
Though the acquaintance is shallow, it's ultimately not good to probe too much.
Just like that, two days passed in a flash.
The First Grade Conference officially began!
Chu Qing got up early that day, and after washing up, he donned the night clothes underneath and the cyan robe outside.
He prepared the Willow Leaf Flying Saber and hid away the white mask.
He strapped the Cyan Night Sword on his back and hung the single saber at his waist.
After tidying up, he walked out of the room.
It wasn't long before Gentle and others gradually came downstairs to the main hall.
