After clothing and food were equalized, no one could tell the status difference and all the students got along more naturally and casually, but there were still rumors about some student or another with a deep background, very, very deep. When people asked, "How deep?" that rumormonger would just shake their finger and reply mysteriously, "I can't say."
Feng Zhiwei listened to Yan Huaishi introduce the academy as they walked, and if one just judged by his familiarity with the academy, no one would say that he had just walked through the gates. He must have studied here for three or four years!
"How do you know so much?" Feng Zhiwei asked.
Servant Yan chuckled and rubbed his fingers together – the power of silver.
"The Yan Family is rich and powerful on the seas. Why do you people have to run over to Dijing and become doormats to others?"
