Xu Yang had no trouble finding Xu Qing and the others.
"Brother, you're going to be a Martial Scholar!" Xu Qing was extremely excited.
With a Middle C-class result in the lock-lifting, becoming a Martial Scholar was a sure thing. There wouldn't be any surprises.
Zhou Xia and Xu Lan had similar reactions, broad smiles plastered on their faces.
"Let's take Cousin Zhou Xia home first, then we'll head back."
Xu Yang said once they were away from the training grounds.
The city wasn't exactly chaotic, but with so many people out and about today, a young woman like Zhou Xia could easily run into trouble. Besides, it was just a short walk out of their way.
"N-no, it's fine. I can get back on my own. The second round is tomorrow. Ah Yang, you should hurry back and rest, save your energy." Zhou Xia's tone was a little unnatural.
"Cousin," Xu Yang's voice deepened, "has something happened at home?"
His five senses were sharp, so he naturally caught the odd note in Zhou Xia's voice.
