At dawn the next day, Duan Ling Tian went to Paladin Academy as usual. Everything seemed extremely calm.
But Duan Ling Tian knew that all of this was only the calm before the storm…
Presently, there was an unknown amount of undercurrents flowing towards him in secret.
At noon, Duan Ling Tian ate at the cafeteria with Xiao Yu and the others as usual.
Suddenly, a higher grade student walked over swiftly from afar and passed an invitation to Duan Ling Tian. "Duan Ling Tian, the Third Prince will hold a banquet for the young talents of the Imperial City at his estate 10 days from now. This is the invitation he ordered me to pass to you." He didn’t wait for Duan Ling Tian’s reply; he put down the invitation before turning around and leaving the moment he finished speaking.
Third Prince?
Duan Ling Tian opened the invitation, and on it were just some polite greetings.
The affixed signatures was ‘Chu Yang’.