Eighth Day

The next day, Shen Xu and Zhen Yuan arrived at the academy square just in time for the assessment.

Fortunately, Song Wancheng saved seats for them so they didn't need to stand.

"Why are you always late?" Song Wancheng complained.

"We are not late." Shen Xu stated and Song Wancheng sneered but didn't say more.

Instead, he looked at their clothes and nodded.

"Nice clothes." He said.

At the same time, he couldn't help but notice the differences.

From what he remembered, one of the robes was a pure red and the other was silver-grey.

However, one night later, patterns had appeared on the robes.

The silver-grey robe had a line of dark red flames on the lower part of the sleeves while the red robe had a line of silver-grey runes.

Seeing this, Song Wancheng rolled his eyes.

'How corny.' He thought but couldn't stop looking at the patterns.