Three days of exams left every student wilted like over-soaked pickles, eyes hollow and listless.
No wonder people say, exams are like battlefields: it's a do or die situation.
Lan Tian felt unaffected, emerging from the exam hall refreshed. Now that her exams were over, the next step was the most important of her life.
Foundation Establishment. Without succeeding in that, she wouldn't truly step into the threshold of Cultivation, where the sky is the limit.
In the scorching summer, the temperature soared. Along the streets, shop owners sat at their doorways, frantically waving their palm-leaf fans as cicadas buzzed drowsily.
At the school gate, Mo Yuanle leaned on his bike, eyes pinned to the entrance. The sun was harsh, and soon his forehead glistened with sweat that trickled past his temples.
Lan Tian stepped out and spotted him at once, smiling broadly as she walked over.
