Zheng Qing and Deng Xiaojian didn't spend too much time in the Hunting Team Management Office.
Thus, when they exited the administrative building of the school work committee, the moon had not yet risen high in the sky.
From a distance, the faint noise of a ball came from the Lakeside of Bell Lake. Occasionally, one could see dazzling fireworks slowly rising from the night sky, hanging between the treetops, looking like blooming flowers.
The beautiful music wafted with the night breeze, evoking many delightful images.
The corridor leading to the academy was very quiet, apart from the weak light from the fireflies with bulging bellies in their sleep, and the occasional gust of wind blowing through the corridor, not a single person could be seen.
Although, the environment was a little eerie, Zheng Qing didn't feel uneasy due to the presence of an upperclassman at his side.
