"Nian Quan!"
Just as Nian Quan was entering meditation, someone suddenly called his name and even reached out to shake his shoulder.
Nian Quan's brows furrowed deeply, as he raised his hand to block the other party's wrist—being disturbed while meditating wasn't a big deal for cultivators of their level, it was nothing more than a moment of discomfort, but such behavior was truly impolite.
He opened his eyes, and the other person was also surprised that Nian Quan could actually block their hand, uttering a light "huh."
"Not bad, so you, the bookworm, are also practicing Body Refinement Realm?"
The voice carried a teasing laugh. Nian Quan, expressionless, turned his head to look over, and there stood Hong Li, the second-ranked student in their grade, along with his entourage.
