Chapter 345: Target on His Back
After concluding his profound lecture that shattered the decades-old bottlenecks of the Academy's highest echelons, Rhain leisurely walked out of the grand hall.
He was making his way down the tranquil stone pathways, looking forward to returning to his courtyard for some quiet rest, but before he could even cross the central plaza—
"RHAIN VOSS!"
A sharp, highly irritated female voice pierced the quiet atmosphere around Rhain.
Rhain paused, turning his head.
Stomping furiously down the pathway toward him was Neve.
Her auburn hair was an uncharacteristically messy bird's nest, and her sharp eyes were glaring at him with a look of immense relief and blazing indignation.
"You arrogant, inconsiderate bastard!" Neve shouted, marching right up to him and jabbing a finger aggressively at his chest. "You just pack up and vanish to Valdris City without even saying a proper goodbye while I was in seclusion? Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
