I'm Applying to the Martial Arts Department

Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu had acknowledged Feng Wu's abilities. Hence, they decided to treat her as their equal.

Once she was acknowledged by the professionals, they instantly became much more approachable.

Xuan Yi was flustered by Grand Secretary Fang's prompting.

Grandaunt? He was never going to call Feng Wu that!

"Grandpa…" The corner of Xuan Yi's mouth twitched a little.

Only a couple of months earlier in Northern Border City, he had felt so superior over Feng Wu. But now, he was told to call her grandaunt?

Feng Wu gave Xuan Yi a half-smile. Xuan Yi had always been a serious and prim guy, and she found it so amusing to see him like this.

"By the way, Xiao Wu, why are you here?" General Secretary Fang led Feng Wu inside in an affable manner and completely forgot about Xuan Yi.

Rubbing his nose, Xuan Yi followed the old man in silence.

Feng Wu said, "I heard that you're the honorary president of Imperial College?"