"It's said that each participant adds their own unique elements and interpretations to Lance's theory based on their understanding. Perhaps one day, the master will have the opportunity to join this exhibition..."
Ron nodded silently, his gaze gently sweeping over the Lance's Experiment Notes in his hand.
It was late at night, and the celebration was nearing its end.
The students reluctantly bid farewell to Ron and Eve, agreeing to meet again tomorrow, then each returned to their dormitories.
"Thank you for your company today, Master."
Eve lowered her head slightly before boarding the Silver Feather aircraft and said softly:
"This is the happiest day of my short life. No burdens, no pain, just pure relaxation and joy..."
"No need to be polite," Ron's face bore a rare gentleness:
"Witnessing the growth and joy of students is both a responsibility and an honor for the mentor."
