Confirming the identity of the unfamiliar wizard didn't take too long.
Xin Fat Man hadn't yet finished a box of popcorn chicken when the paper crane from The First University's School Works Committee and Trishula's Beta Town office flew into Zheng Qing's hands, verifying relevant information—including the liaison's basic details, portrait, and magical characteristics.
This made Zheng Qing feel somewhat paranoid.
"Sorry, I recently encountered some wizards impersonating Trident Sword, so I've been a bit cautious." The young student put away the letter and apologized conversationally.
"It's alright. In fact, I appreciate your serious attitude when executing tasks."
The liaison waved his hand with a smile: "Maintaining vigilance at all times is a basic quality of a successful hunting team. Many seasoned teams fail due to negligence in seemingly insignificant places."
"What arrangements has the school... or the bureau made?"
