He was back in the familiar personal space, the familiar meeting room.
Xu Wuyi pushed open the door. He was about to greet Teacher Han, who was already waiting inside, and ask for guidance as usual, but his gaze suddenly faltered.
Han Mo was still sitting there, his expression calm.
But beside him sat a young girl with a sweet, radiant smile.
The girl wore a set of pale-yellow training clothes and a neat ponytail, and her features were exquisite.
Her large eyes were bright and lively, and at this moment, they were watching him with a wide grin. Who else could it be but Qiao Zhiyao?
"Teacher Xu, long time no see!" Qiao Zhiyao spoke first, her voice crisp and clear, carrying a hint of familiarity and mischievousness.
Xu Wuyi was genuinely surprised.
After the last trial lesson, the Qiao Family had made it clear they would not be continuing, so he had thought his association with the young lady of the Qiao Family had come to an end.
