This is the Guardian Dao Academy of Imperial Capital Foreign Language University, an independent campus on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.
From the school gate, a wide main road runs through the university, flanked by tall banyan trees.
It was early autumn, the eve of August 15th, and a layer of golden leaves was spread under the banyan trees.
Li Yang walked here, lost in memories.
Memories are like wine; the longer they age, the more mellow they become.
University days were the most carefree period of Li Yang's life.
He would recklessly squander his youth at school, always saying back then that the most precious thing he had was his youth.
Occasionally, some female university students walked by, full of youthful energy, laughing and chatting in groups.
If Li Yang hadn't seen the Spiritual Power in them, he would have thought this was just an ordinary university.
