Bab 150: The Silent Challenge

The exam room was filled with an oppressive quiet, broken only by the soft rustle of paper and the faint ticking of the clock mounted high on the wall. The large room, with its orderly rows of desks, was a stark contrast to the anxious energy pulsing through the students. Every face was tense, every hand gripping a pen or pencil tightly as the weight of the college entrance exam bore down on them.

Feng Ruoxi sat near the front, her posture perfectly straight, her face an unreadable mask of calm. She held her pen lightly in her hand, poised above the exam paper, her eyes scanning the questions with meticulous care. To anyone watching her, she seemed almost detached, as if the pressure that gripped the other students didn't reach her at all. Her cold expression didn't change as she began to answer the questions, each stroke of her pen deliberate and efficient.