Mingcan Courtyard was a completely different place today compared to yesterday. Not because the surroundings had changed, but because people were now trickling, one after another, through its large, red-copper gate.
It was a far cry from the desolation and quiet of the previous day.
These people were all dressed like ordinary students. Some carried backpacks and water bottles, and wore oversized glasses.
A few of the girls were even wearing shorts, flaunting their fine figures.
Although they looked just like regular students on their way to class.
But Zhao Rui didn't dare underestimate them in the slightest. If he wasn't mistaken, they must be the seniors from the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team.
"You look unfamiliar."
He was walking silently toward the Zen Monastery when two guys beside him called out.
The one who spoke had a side-parted, ear-length hairstyle. His hair was silky and flowing, and his face was handsome, looking like he had stepped right out of an anime.
