Training Room.
After the top ten were decided, it coincided with the end of class, and Mu Jianling stood up, looking around, and said, "Class dismissed."
Crisp and to the point.
Not a word of nonsense.
After the students filed out of the training room, they swarmed towards the cafeteria. Ji You was no exception; she had to hurry after eating as she still needed to clean the stables and the rabbit shed.
Today, the cafeteria is as lively as ever.
Students gathered together, eating and chatting, with the hottest topic being, of course, the online competition.
Ji You listened to the upperclassmen's conversation while queuing up.
It wasn't Ji You's turn yet, but from a distance, she still felt a bit fantastical watching the figure of Liu Fufeng standing inside the food service window.
What has happened to this world?
The Imperial Prince, reduced to a cafeteria server...
Is this the decline of morals? Or the distortion of human nature?
Or—
Is it social injustice?
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