In an empty Magic Classroom, Dean Gandoldov paced back and forth, his face flushed with excitement in a rare loss of composure. "You actually succeeded! This is simply incredible... Th-this is an unprecedented, epic feat!"
"Dean, all this praise is making my head swell," Zhou Chen said with an embarrassed smile.
He really did feel a bit light-headed. As soon as he had teleported back, he was met with an enthusiastic welcome from everyone; it was hard not to get carried away. Of course, having been through his share of major events, he had already calmed down.
"This praise is no exaggeration. Your deeds will be written into timeless epics and sung by Minstrels across all of Gaia, becoming a legendary tale for generations to come," Dean Gandoldov said excitedly.
Zhou Chen paused, taken aback. "Uh... doesn't Gaia have the internet? Why do you need Minstrels to spread the news?"
