When Zheng Qing heard Zhang Ji Xin mention the hunting team's training, he was taken aback for a moment and only snapped out of it after a while - because of Su Shijun, he had been in a daze all afternoon. Although it was only half a day, it felt as though it had been a long time, with words like "hunting team" and "new student competition" sounding somewhat strange to his ears.
"Training... huh?" he mumbled, lifting his head to gaze blankly at the moon hanging in the mid-air.
It was already past nine in the evening now.
Usually at this time, the study rooms would be closed and the library would start clearing out people. Most students would gather in the dormitories or the snack shops on the pedestrian street to ease the fatigue of the day.
