The next day, Han Caicai bid farewell and left.
Mu Qingge returned to her space, cleaned up, changed her clothes, and threw the clothes stained with the smell of alcohol into the space. She checked on Si Mo to make sure everything was fine, then left the space and headed to the Inner Courtyard.
The process of meeting with the Dean was surprisingly smooth.
Almost immediately after Mu Qingge stated her purpose, someone escorted her directly to the Dean's residence.
"You've arrived, have a seat." The Dean of the Alchemy Institute sat cross-legged in his place, casually pointed to a nearby spot, and said to Mu Qingge.
In his room, there were no chairs, only squares of cushions laid on the ground for people to sit on.
Mu Qingge walked to the cushion he pointed at, bent her legs, and sat cross-legged as well. Adjusting the neckline of her clothes, she looked at the Dean, seemingly waiting for him to speak.
She had many things to ask but felt this wasn't the time.
