The West Province Academy.
Hong Luan landed from the sky, and a crowd of people ran up to her, their faces beaming with excitement.
"Welcome back, boss."
"Thank you." Hong Luan raised her eyebrow, and her fiery red robe was fluttering in the breeze. "When did you get back to the West Province Academy?"
"We've just arrived, and before we had time to hang around and have fun, you've come back, boss."
"In that case, let's go. I'll go see the elders first and then find someone."
With that, Hong Luan stepped into the West Province Academy, surrounded by a group of her people. The man walking next to her was a twenty-something man who managed this clique for Hong Luan.
Five years ago, Hong Luan was still a domineering and aloof person. As long as she was interested in someone, she would have a duel with that person. If the person didn't agree, she would keep pestering him until he agreed. So Hong Luan would not interact with other students, let alone receive a bunch of underlings.
