The afternoon sunlight streamed through the clear glass window.
Forming several golden trapezoids in the classroom, countless motes danced in the light's path.
On the blackboard, two lines of white chalk letters were clearly written:
The 95th year of the Republic, East Capital University Law School, Master's Degree Re-examination, Specialized Subject Written Exam.
Exam time: 13:00-15:00.
Dozens of young men and women spread open their test papers, heads buried over their desks.
The classroom was quiet, with only the sound of pen tips scratching across paper remaining.
The clock on the wall had just ticked past the numeral "1."
The exam clearly had only just started.
Fang Cheng was seated in the second-to-last row near the window.
In a fitting white shirt and black suit trousers, sporting a pair of refined gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
Paired with that convincingly realistic wig, he completely concealed the sharp aura emanating from him.
