With the heavy letter in his sleeve, Jiang Yan walked back to his seat in a rather wobbly manner. He had been avoiding Huan Yuan's eyes. It was apparent that he was scared to see the blame, hatred, and accusation on his face. Any of those emotions would damage him irrevocably.
Another five of them received the letters after Jiang Yan. Chu Yu handed the letters to each of them personally and gave them warm and customized words of encouragement. She seemed exactly like a lenient dominator. Even those who did not receive any recommendation saw hope in that action of hers. Some of them even looked excited now.
However, there was an elegant person among the people who looked gravely pale. His eyes were so devoid of emotions that he looked like a ghost.
That person was Huan Yuan.
