/When the Lunisolar Shrine made its inspection tour, it inevitably became the center of attention and garnered respect wherever it went. The neglect shown by the crown prince and his entourage from the Divine Province was nothing short of infuriating/
Qiao Mu and their companions sat down to eat breakfast at a standard-class table with eight immortals. When Qi Xuanxuan glanced back, she almost burst out laughing.
One of the priests wore a displeased expression as he retrieved an academy desk that appeared somewhat outdated from his inner world. He placed a bench in front of the desk and gestured for the Holy Son to sit down.
She couldn't help but wonder from which dusty corner of the academy's rundown storehouse this man had pilfered the old tables and chairs to fill the seating arrangement…
