After staying in the inn for three days, we finally waited for the official opening day of Lance College.
After a few days, the illusionist who failed to pass the review could only leave Qingming City in disappointment. The city was finally not so noisy.
Ye Chen was packing his things. He was glad to finally leave here. She didn't like crowded and noisy places.
Qiongying stood by the window, watching the people coming and going on the street.
"Ye Chen, I heard that a mysterious person appeared in Jinli Kingdom. He seems to be called the Ghost King. Is there such a person?"
Ye Chen hesitated for a moment. She had been in the fortress in recent years and never asked about outside affairs. All the news was conveyed by him, Qiu Tong or unintentionally. Where did she hear it?
"Isn't there such a person?" Qiongying looked at him, with a hint of teasing in his deep phoenix eyes.
"Yes." Ye Chen replied. He knew. In fact, she already knew. Asking him was just teasing him.
"I heard that he was cruel, moody, and killed countless people. Is that true?" She smiled, and the playfulness in her eyes became a bit more.
"I don't know about this floor." Ye Chen hesitated for a moment and replied a little confused.
"I don't know? What kind of person do you think this Ghost King is?" She frowned, seeming to be deep in thought.
He was at a loss. What kind of person was she? How was she? How was she? He had never understood her, how could he know what kind of person she was.
"...He is a mysterious person." He hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly.
"How mysterious?" she asked suspiciously.
"...I don't know." He lowered his head slightly, feeling a little overwhelmed.
"I don't know now. You should think about it carefully in the future. I'll ask you another time." She closed the window, raised her plain clothes slightly, and went back behind the screen.
Ye Chen was startled. Will he ask another time? No matter how much time passed, he still couldn't answer.
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Lance College.
When the semester begins, new students need to choose their tutors, or the tutors choose their students.
There are test benches arranged in an orderly manner on the square, with instructors sitting at each test bench.
Another fierce test competition took place on the test bench. Tutors from various departments appeared one after another. They all hoped to receive highly talented students.
For new students who are approved by their tutor, the tutor will collect the registration form, stamp it with the seal of the department, and then engrave the name of the new student on the back of a small jade plaque. The jade plaque will be given to the new student, and then the new student will officially belong to that tutor.
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There are more than twenty major departments, run by great teachers. In addition to the majors, there are also some elective courses. Some extremely talented illusionists can practice two conflicting illusions at the same time.
Most freshmen will choose the more popular departments, such as Beast Control, Wind Control, Thunder Control, Fire Control, Ice Control, Sound Control, etc.
There are also some side departments, such as medicine refining, poison making, formation formation, hidden weapons, medical divination, astrology, etc.
The freshmen are trying their best, hoping to be appreciated by their powerful mentors.
There were only two people in the center of the square who were neither slow nor rushed, even a little impatient. There were too many people here, and she didn't like others passing by her.
"You two, can you give me your registration form?" A fifteen or sixteen year old boy came over and said with a friendly and gentle smile.
He is dressed in a light blue plain robe, which is the robe worn by ordinary illusionists. It is very elegant and elegant. He has a beautiful figure and an immortal appearance. His eyebrows are like ink paintings, his face is like peach petals, his lips are red and his teeth are white. No matter how you look at him, he looks docile.