The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

Chapter 721: Returning to Saint Laurent Academy (4)

Chapter 721: Returning to Saint Laurent Academy (4)


“Meng Meng, it’s not that we are stubborn, but there are indeed many things you are unaware of. His Highness did not object to your choices due to the rumors against Warlocks. It’s because the path as a Warlock is extremely complicated and not anyone can bear it.” The middle-aged man helplessly looked at the young girl.


“Liar! Shen Yanxiao is a Warlock and she’s even younger than me by three years. Why can she become a Warlock and I can’t!?”


The middle-aged man furrowed his brows. Then, he spoke in a volume only both of them could hear, “Don’t mention her name again. His Highness is already preparing to set off towards the Forsaken Land to meet with her, and do you honestly think Warlocks are so easy? You kids have no idea the internal struggles within and if you continue to remain so oblivious, you will not even know how you die after becoming a Warlock.”


The young lady was stunned after having heard what he said. “Your mean… His Highness will be heading towards the Forsaken Lands to meet Shen Yanxiao? Would His Highness… don’t tell me…”


“Don’t let your imagination wander. His Highness will never harm her,” the middle-aged man said.


Only then, did she relax. That Shen Yanxiao who she had never met before was her idol! She had the courage to appear in the Inter-academy Tournament with the ident.i.ty of a Warlock that was spurned by everyone, and in addition, she had triumph over all her opponents to obtain the champions.h.i.+p. Shen Yanxiao’s brilliant achievements had simply made her wors.h.i.+p her.


“Hey Uncle, why don’t you talk to His Highness to ask if I can tag along…” The young lady’s eyes s.h.i.+ned. Since a long time ago, she already had the thought of personally meeting with her idol!


“You want to go?”


The young lady nodded repeatedly with eagerness, so much so that the only lacking thing was the words ‘I want to go’ on her forehead.


“Sure. His Highness would be setting off in five days and if you are to rush back now, perhaps you might return in time to discuss…” Before the middle-aged man could manage to finish his sentence, the young lady had already disappeared a hundred steps away.


“Uncle, I’ll be going first! Remember to pack my luggage, bye!!” The young lady left without looking back, leaving the dazed middle-aged man standing alone in the cold winds.


Exactly where did that kid get her personality from, for her to act like she’s ‘high on drugs’ every single day!



Shen Yanxiao made a detour from the Warlock Division’s main entrance and entered from the back wall. With her skills, no one could detect her movements even in broad daylight.


Within Saint Laurent Academy, only Ouyang Huanyu was able to threaten her.


However, he had just left her city several days ago and with his speed, he would have yet to leave the Forsaken Lands, not to mention returning to the academy.


After she returned to the familiar Warlock Division, all sorts of feelings welled up in her heart as she looked at each blade of gra.s.s and each tree here. If she had to say where in the academy that she had the fondest memories of, it would have to be in this rundown Warlock Division.


Shen Yanxiao came to the tower through a familiar route and even though it was still bright outside, the interior of the tower was still rather dim. Standing outside the door and looking at the familiar silhouette from her memories who was quietly seated before the table while burying his head into a pile of books, her expression could not help but soften.


She then slowed down her steps and entered the tower. Yun Qi, who was currently mending the books, suddenly sensed a presence and hesitatingly raised his head to look towards the pet.i.te figure that stood outside.


His kind-looking face revealed traces of surprise, and as he looked at that unfamiliar face, Yun Qi called out a familiar name. “Xiao Xiao?”


Shen Yanxiao removed her disguise and a sweet smile curled up on her beautiful face.


“Teacher, I’ve returned.”