"The training at that level requires some auxiliary tools to practice with."
"It's probably too late for today. How about tomorrow evening?"
"Then, shall we meet in the office?"
Upon hearing Qing Ya's words, Fang Ze nodded and then said, "Okay. Let's settle on that."
After speaking, he picked up the tea Qing Ya had poured for him, didn't mind the heat, and downed it in one go, preparing to leave.
Seeing Fang Ze rush like this, Qing Ya hesitated for a moment but ultimately called out to him, "Wait a moment, Fang Ze."
Fang Ze stopped and couldn't help looking back at Qing Ya.
Looking at Fang Ze's handsome face, Qing Ya couldn't help but recall the conversation she had with several instructors at the training center today.
Most of the instructors were actually very happy that such a monster, a genius, emerged from the training center.
It was only...the Deputy Director who taught theory classes with Qing Ya remained cold-faced and silent.
