As dusk fell, three black sedans swiftly drove toward Qinghe Academy.
In the middle car sat several people, among them Huo Qianfang and Huo Zihen.
"Qianfang, why the rush?" Huo Zihen smiled, "Even though Master Su might be at Qinghe Academy, there's no need for you to rush back like this. You're giving up on a concert that took half a year to prepare?"
"Do I need the money from that concert?" Huo Qianfang said angrily, "I just want to come back and ask this Mr. Su what he means by not even telling me he's studying at Qinghe Academy. Moreover, keeping it a secret and not letting me know. What, is he afraid I'm going to eat him?"
