Nighttime.
The moon obscured and the wind howling.
Zhang Yexin walked out of the dorm, his face filled with trepidation, "I'm not sure if this counts as breaking curfew..."
"But even if I'm chased by the Dormitory Aunt, it still seems less terrifying than offending the Director of Teaching..."
At the end of the corridor, one after another, floating shadows emerged.
Zhang Yexin instinctively slowed his footsteps, but soon realized that the other party didn't seem to care about him at all, and continued to drift away.
"I knew it... Jiu You Headteacher must have arranged everything."
Zhang Yexin left the dormitory and arrived at the Director of Teaching's quarters, where he knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened automatically.
The next instant, dazzling multicolored lights nearly blinded Zhang Yexin's eyes.
On the floor lay a carpet embroidered with threads of gold and silver, inset with countless gems.