Fortunately, some people who knew their stuff finally realized how good Beiting Huang was.
A particularly thin young man held his hands in front of him and looked a little timid. He glanced at Beiting Huang and his gaze landed on her hand, which was holding Mu Qingling's tightly. He took a deep breath and seemed to have made an especially difficult decision. He walked over and said to Beiting Huang, "Your Excellency Beiting Huang, can I… can I join your team?"
This was great!
Beiting Huang, who had been completely isolated by this batch of new students, finally had a way out. Her mask could not hide the smile on her face. She cast a questioning look at Mu Qingling. Seeing that she had no objections, she restrained her excitement and nodded at the boy indifferently. "Sure. What's your name?"
