Zhiyan stood quietly to one side, her face expressionless, "Ahem, if there's nothing else, then I shall leave..." Seeing that he seemed ready to continue laughing, Zhiyan coughed dryly twice, making a motion to leave.
"No, no, no, Little Yanyan, wait a moment longer, let's discuss the details, um, about next spring's academy competition, I was thinking..."
Half an hour later, the three of them finally settled on a plan. Ye Wen, the revered one, would oversee Zhiyan's progress in alchemy, while the head of the institute personally supervised her spiritual power and combat strategies. Unseen to her, Zhiyan had gained two free tutors.
Exiting the principal's office, Zhiyan sighed in relief, feeling like a duck being pushed onto a perch, but thankfully, before they had her represent the institute in the competition, she had already planned to make some efforts for the academy competition. She just hadn't anticipated being one of the principal contestants.
