The two-hour time limit for returning the robe came up and Yang Qing quickly excused himself and headed to the Internal Logistics Department, to avoid even more dire circumstances and lose everything he had earned up to the current point.
Despite only spending a few hours with the three saint-grade treasures, Yang Qing developed a special bond with the three of them like he had spent all his life with them.
They felt like his seniors who had guided him and had been with him from his childhood. Blue Universe was the well-informed senior who liked to share bits and pieces of his acquired wisdom here and there. Yang Qing felt he could grow his skills in cultivation art dissection if he spent more time with him.
There must have been a reason Dean Zhu Lao kept begging him and the rest to come to the Institute.