Time flies - in the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed.
The heart of the White Rose School, on a giant round stone platform.
A dozen or so people of varying ages stood on the platform.
Ordinarily, regular members couldn't enter this place, but today was different, because today was the day the school's Mystic Realm was opened.
Among the dozen or so people, a few glanced at Milton Cheney from time to time, their eyes filled with surprise.
Milton Cheney's face was simply too unfamiliar - they were sure he didn't exist in the school before.
This surprising newcomer was even eligible to participate in this Mystic Journey.
Hmm, one could only say he had a strong backing.
Milton Cheney stood on the platform with a calm expression.
He had some idea what these people were thinking, but it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care for it.
If these people didn't mess with him, then Milton wouldn't have any interaction with them in the Mystic Realm.
"Deputy Sect Master!"
