However, just as they stepped out of the corridor, they saw four people standing in front of a courtyard ahead.
Leading them was a student who appeared to be around twenty years old. The blue uniform he wore looked entirely out of place among the students of the Imperial College.
*Hadn't the students from Qi Lin Academy already left?*
Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow and looked over. Coincidentally, the young man looked his way too.
"Zeng Anmin?" the person's muffled voice rang out.
Was he coming for him? Zeng Anmin blinked.
Qin Wanyue looked up as well. Behind the young man stood three burly men, each with sharp, piercing gazes. Their temples bulged prominently. Clearly, these three were not to be trifled with.
"That's me." Zeng Anmin looked at the student and walked over. His posture was perfectly upright, neither servile nor overbearing, and his expression was calm. As he slowly approached the student, he asked, "And you are?"
