Night fell.
Chenxi City. High Tower Academy. Medicine Garden No. 8.
Yin Xue crossed the plantation with a joyful expression, her light steps carrying her to the door of the potion lab.
Just as she was about to knock, Mo Weng's voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Yin Xue paused her hand, pushing the door open instead of knocking, and walked inside.
"Teacher."
Yin Xue was about to speak in a rush, but she froze when she looked up and saw Mo Weng's cheerful expression. A moment later, she understood.
"You've received the news as well, Teacher."
Mo Weng nodded slightly. "I've already seen the details of the match. Pei Ze's performance was outstanding."
Seeing that her teacher already knew, Yin Xue said no more, though her heart was still filled with indescribable awe.
It was almost entirely thanks to Pei Ze that Chenxi City had won the match.
