The next morning.
The air above the Phoenix and Dragon Dojo was heavy. After yesterday's events, a faint unease clouded everyone's mood.
Wang Chen stood quietly in the courtyard, his expression dark. The memory of those prying, unseen eyes still lingered like a curse.
"Damn it…" he muttered through clenched teeth. "Can't they just leave me alone?"
He needed something—anything—that could keep those watchful beings from spying on him again. Whatever they were, they made his skin crawl.
Outside the library, Li Mei sat on the broad stone steps, her posture straight, her brows furrowed in focus. She scribbled on a small sheet of paper, noting down every detail she could recall from yesterday's lecture.
Once done, she held the paper up, reading closely.
