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"Sorry for being late!"
When Zhao Ling raised her head and clearly saw Song Chi's face as he approached, the complaints she had prepared vanished into thin air, replaced by a sweet smile on her cheeks.
"Hello, you must be Song Chi. My name is Zhao Ling."
After greeting each other, Zhao Ling led Song Chi into the First Torch Academy of Jiangyuan.
The administration of the Advanced Torch Academy was extremely strict, and with a Third Rank Torch Captain in charge, Song Chi didn't dare to trespass recklessly, instead having his uncle send word ahead.
It had been nearly two months since his uncle's flagship was promoted, and almost all the upper echelons of White Tower Floating Land were aware of it. In front of an old Third Rank Torch Captain like the principal of Jiangyuan Academy, his uncle still had some clout.
Walking down the academy's pathway with Zhao Ling, Song Chi felt an inexplicable sense of nostalgia.