Just as Lin Rui stepped on one of the shared balance transportation vehicles within the school and returned to the front of the Martial Cultivator Club's gate, a young man with long white hair, delicate features, and a ring pierced through his nose passed by him.
This person seemed like an ordinary student who had arrived at school early, carrying a backpack, his hands tucked in his pockets, and wearing a personal terminal shaped like over-the-ear headphones.
He appeared to be listening to music, his demeanor casual and carefree, his eyes filled with rapture—until the moment they brushed past each other, at which point the man glanced at him casually.
Initially, Lin Rui did not pay much attention.
It wasn't until he stepped through the gates of the Martial Cultivator Club that his strides abruptly halted.
Something was wrong! The person he had just encountered must be very strong!
