He had only a single copper coin left on him, just enough to buy a bun, so his original plan had to be abandoned. Wang Anfeng put the withered purse back at his waist. Although he was by nature calm and steady, at this moment, there was a hint of dejection in his eyes as he turned and headed toward the Academy.
The distance to Fufeng Academy was neither near nor far, but with Wang Anfeng's current movement technique, it didn't take him long to reach the vicinity of the Academy. Due to most of the students preparing for their end-of-year assessments, the area surrounding the Academy was quiet and sparsely populated, leaving Wang Anfeng to walk the streets alone.
Just as he reached the middle of the road, three men suddenly turned a corner in front of him.