Ten minutes later.
The three appeared in the bustling Zhongzhou City.
Shen Ye pushed the wheelchair, with Song Qingyun by his side, strolling through the night market together.
"Shen Ye."
"What?"
"I'm letting you know in advance, there will be a large-scale teleportation event at tonight's welcome party."
"Eh? Won't you be breaking the rules by telling me in advance?"
"No," Song Qingyun said with a smile. "I'm one of the organizers. I can block others from spying; no one will know I've given you a hint."
She continued, "Under Zhongzhou City, there is a network of underground tunnels, prepared with all sorts of dangers, treasures, legacies, and weapons."
"In a few minutes, all the new students will be teleported into the tunnels."
"Then the instructors from the three schools will begin watching—"
"It's the time when instructors pick their students."
"Remember to perform well."
"Got it," Shen Ye said.
