He ascended to the second floor of the mansion, passing priests dressed in white vestment robes, by means of a curved escalator.
This place was a small study room.
The desks and chairs were made of solid wood, ancient bookshelves, coupled with a collection of thick, dazzling array of books on the shelves, bathed the entire floor in the fragrance of books.
The Alpha students wearing white robes sat in pairs at their desks, quietly poring over the books before them.
Occasionally, some curious looks swept over the red-robed male wizard who had ascended the stairs. Afterward, they would quickly retract their gazes, immersing themselves back into the boundless Magical World.
Zheng Qing passed through them, filled with deep emotion.
The ways the four academies selected students were different, but all successful students shared the same characteristics.
No one achieved success by being sloppy.
