A few days later, Nolun No.13 Academy.
A few days ago, Jeming received a communication from Professor Clark, and it was brief and to the point, instructing him to go to a designated location in the academy area at the specified time.
So today, after taking care of his experiments, he crossed the Teleportation Array and returned to the academy after a long absence.
On the way, a familiar figure caught his eye.
"Jeming!" Viola, the senior, still had that elegant demeanor.
But upon seeing Jeming, she immediately broke her composure and came over in a few steps, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Did you also receive the old man's message?"
Jeming's eyelid twitched, "You're brave now, daring to talk about the professor like that?"
"Ha! I'm now a qualified Sixth Level Wizard, even the old man can't scold me at will!" Viola elegantly flipped her silver-gray long hair, though her words were anything but elegant.
