Chapter 2792 - 2792 Branch Faction
2792 Branch Faction
She hadn’t anticipated that even the Winterwood Court would be occupied today.
“It appears there’s quite a number of wealthy individuals among this year’s newcomers!”
The learning area promised to be bustling tomorrow, and the thought of it brought a spontaneous burst of laughter from someone.
Indeed, the senior students had spent a considerable time in the academy, making it rather simple for them to handle the influx of new students.
As they pondered the potential fate of these affluent newcomers, a few with mischievous minds couldn’t help but stifle their snickers.
“Oh, before I forget,” Dean Yun remarked before departing, “Classmate Qiao has truly earned the title of the top freshman by passing the heaven-rank items test tablet.”
“Tomorrow marks the first day of new student enrollment, and there will be a general assembly at 7 o’clock in the morning! During that time, the new student representative will be invited to speak. Classmate Qiao, please prepare yourself.”
Qiao Mu was puzzled. She shot a glare at Dean Yun’s fading figure as he departed, flicking his robes. “Who did he select to speak?”
“Hahaha!” Little Fatty suddenly burst into laughter so hearty that tears threatened to spill.
/It’s just too amusing, isn’t it?/
/What’s wrong with Dean Yun’s judgment to have the silent one speak on stage?/
The stoic individual was typically reticent and rarely spoke or explained if she could avoid it.
/And now he wants her to give a speech on stage, hahaha…/
Mo Lian, too, couldn’t contain his laughter as he looked down at the bewildered young Qiao Mu.
Duan Yue smirked and commented, “It’s alright. Dean Yun probably means for you to go up casually and say a few words on stage.”
“Mhm, hm!” Qi Xuanxuan glared at the caught sight of Little Fatty. “You’re not allowed to simpering smile at our Qiaoqiao!”
“Qiaoqiao, don’t worry. If you don’t feel like speaking on stage tomorrow, let your gaze do the talking!”
“Hahahahaha!” Lu Yu and the others burst into laughter.
Qiao Mu looked at the petite Xuanxuan with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. To her surprise, Xuanxuan’s expression remained quite serious.
“Alright, let’s go and assign the rooms.”
Winterwood Court had a dozen side rooms in total, providing enough space for each person to have their own.
Once everyone had chosen their rooms, they returned to rest.
After a full day and night of traversing North Wangda Forest in a hurry, Qiao Mu was genuinely exhausted. She took a shower and nestled into bed, where she noticed Crown Prince Mo entering with his damp, loose hair.
He was undeniably a sinfully handsome and enchanting devil.
Miss Qiao’s eyes sparkled, and she rolled onto her side in bed.
The Crown Prince approached and began undressing, eventually slipping under the covers. “Qiaoqiao, have you thought about what you’ll say tomorrow?”
“I haven’t,” Miss Qiao replied, running her fingers through his hair. In no time, Crown Prince Mo had dried his hair using his fire spirit.
The Crown Prince pulled her into his arms and, with a mischievous grin, asked, “So, what do you plan to say to everyone on stage?”
The little lady blinked and replied dryly, “Just planning to speak a few casual words.”
The Crown Prince, satisfied that his wife had it under control, changed the subject and lay down with her in his arms. “Get some rest.”
“Are we part of the Divine Province’s branch?” Qiao Mu inquired with curiosity.
As they proceeded, they couldn’t help but notice colorful flags bearing the words ‘Divine Province Branch’ displayed on rooftops and along the streets.
“Yes, we are,” Crown Prince Mo confirmed. “There’s also the Ultramarine Province Branch and the Nether Province Branch.” He added with a hint of annoyance, “Duan Yue, that guy, is probably staying with the Ultramarine Province Branch.”
Qiao Mu gently stroked Mo Lian’s head, as if soothing a small creature. This gesture simultaneously amused and exasperated Crown Prince Mo.