In the Hall of Radiance at the Campbell Sect's Alchemy College, the court judge and heads were busy dealing with various sect affairs, and these days were especially hectic.
The Alchemy College would admit a batch of official disciples every year, and these disciples were the college's future. So, it was not just he who took this matter seriously, including the dean of the college.
Thus, most of the affairs he had been dealing with these days were related to the Alchemy College's grand alchemy competition.
"Report!" A voice reporting from outside the door rang out. It was the voice of the overseer of the Alchemy College's affairs, and this overseer was also one of his disciple followers, named 'Walter Brown,' the seventh in seniority and Rafael Case's seventh senior brother.
"Old Seven, what is it?" The court judge put down the document he was working on, stretched lazily, and took a sip of his tea.
"Master, little sixteen has returned," Walter Brown said, bowing deeply.