I would call it efficient. From now on, this transportation system will never make more money off me.
In the blink of an eye, Fu Qian transitioned from the sea of commerce to the boundless ocean of academia. He snorted softly, already plotting how to cash out travel expenses.
It seemed that on the academy's side, night had fallen as well, and the atmosphere—wasn't exactly too quiet.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Fu Qian looked at the two people staring uniformly at him, and noted that this place was even livelier than a bookstore.
On his left and right, both with expressions of surprise, were Miss Liushuang and Miss Wen.
Indeed, leaders can't leave casually; once they do, people slack off.
Oddly, it was just after nightfall and they were already back to rest.
They even seemed quite happy chatting, having brought out Professor Fu's tea to drink.
Without rushing to say anything, Fu Qian lowered his gaze to the tea in front of them.
