"Oh, right. I happen to have two bottles of Spiritual Snake Ointment left. Take them."
At that moment, Wang Luo glanced around. Seeing no one was paying attention, he took out two more items and pressed them into Hu Qi's hands.
"Huh? How could I... uh, thank you, Teacher."
Hu Qi looked at the Spiritual Snake Ointment that had been shoved directly into his hands, and the feigned words of refusal on the tip of his tongue were instantly swallowed back.
He immediately understood.
'He must have learned something from Lin Tong and seen my potential. This gesture is probably a kind of investment, a show of confidence in me.'
...
A day passed in the blink of an eye.
The sun sank in the west, and a crimson sunset spilled across the sky, stretching the shadows of the roadside trees long.
Some students walked in groups, while others headed alone toward the dorms or the cafeteria.
No one chose to go out.
