On this day, it was yet another day of Imperial History with the beautiful instructor, Su Qingxuan.
When the stunning instructor entered the classroom, Ling Feng noticed that she seemed to be in a poor state of spirit, still beautiful as always but tinged with faint weariness.
It was highly unusual, for this was the first time Ling Feng had seen Su Qingxuan in such a poor state of spirit.
It wasn't just Ling Feng, any attentive student could tell that Su Qingxuan was off her usual form, her mind wandering frequently which was uncharacteristic of her usual standard!
In the blink of an eye, the class ended.
"Chief Ling!"
After class, instead of greeting the students before leaving as usual, Su Qingxuan stood behind the podium and pursed her lips. She appeared to hesitate for a moment but still called out Ling Feng's name.
"Huh?"
Ling Feng twitched, wondering why Su Qingxuan was calling him.
