Class A Institute.
At this time, Tantai Ming was standing at the entrance of Class 23 in her white clothes.
In other words, she stood at the entrance of the courtyard where Jiang Yuan lived.
Looking at the whispering outer sect disciples passing by, her expression was indifferent, untouched, like a lone orchid in a deep valley.
After a long while.
She slightly raised her eyes, looking at Jiang Yuan who was slowly approaching, with a faint trace of anticipation in her eyes.
Her heart stirred slightly. Every time she saw Jiang Yuan's face, her heart couldn't remain calm.
She often recalled the events that transpired between her and Jiang Zhenyuan.
These emotions, she thought, had completely faded away. Her heart was completely focused on the Great Dao and cultivation.
But now, she knew she couldn't fall deeper into that quagmire, so she must erase these lingering thoughts in her heart.