The small stone pavilion became an ocean of flowers, with blue-purple blossoms swaying in the wind, and the relaxing fragrance put the two people in the pavilion at ease.
Surrounded by flowers, the faint scent of lavender became more pronounced.
Wang Hai, who had initially furrowed his brow, relaxed his expression.
"...Not bad, it's working. And there seem to be no side effects; it's just that my situation is a bit serious, so it might take some time. If you're not in a hurry..."
"No problem, we can chat while we wait. Afterward, we will be classmates, and possibly colleagues."
Wang Hai laughed at these words, thought for a moment and chose some topics that the other might be interested in.
Such as the work scope of official Secret Keepers, some common rules within Ancient City University, and the ever-present enigmatic people and secret societies.
