After Xiang Tian left, Xiang Peng looked at us awkwardly and bowed.
"S-Sorry about him… he's a bit… troublesome."
With those brisk words, she walked away, unable to face us any longer.
"Xiang Tian… guess he's her little brother, huh?" Feng Mian murmured.
"He will most likely be in the same year as us, then," Yu An Yan sighed. "I just hope we don't end up in the same class as him — that would be a pain."
"I don't think he's all that bad…" Qing Yue shrugged. "Just annoying. At least, he doesn't actually try anything apart from calling us a few names, hehe."
"That's true, but it'll still be problematic to have to deal with him… oh, wait, I think the ceremony's starting."
As more and more students settled in, Liu Jian — the principal of this university — walked up onto the stage, wearing a formal and luxurious black suit. Placing his hands on either side of the pedestal on the stage, he smiled and spoke through the microphone attached to it.
