After nearly a year away, Northwest Martial University was no longer the same. The once-bustling campus he first remembered now had far fewer students coming and going.
Before returning to the academy with An Ling to see his senior brother, Zhai Song, Jiang Qiu first took Ice Lotus to Room 18 in the true disciple dorms—the place where he used to live.
CLICK—
He inserted the dark gold key into the lock and turned it gently. Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Qiu's gaze lingered on the number plate of the adjacent door—Number 17.
Ever since she went to North Border City, Liu Zili had been completely unreachable. Her account was always grayed out and offline, and now, dust had even settled on her doorknob.
'It seems a lot of major events have happened in the country,' he thought, 'but I haven't had the chance to catch up on any of them.'
"Jiang Qiu…"
