Aiwass was not the kind of person who liked to procrastinate.
Therefore, he directly took Lily, in her wheelchair, following Mycroft to the Barrel Club.
The place was not far from the bishop's residence; they did not even need to find a carriage. It was just two streets away from their door.
"Don't you need to go back and ask for leave?"
On the way, Mycroft, wearing a black top hat, asked casually.
"The end-of-term exams are next week, and most of the classes have already concluded."
Aiwass shook his head, "There are only three classes left this week... I don't have any classes today, which is why I came straight to find Sherlock."
"I see. Are you confident about the exams?"
"Of course, that's not a problem."
Aiwass laughed lightly, brimming with confidence.
