Chapter 8: The 1713th Position

In the castle's main hall.

As Xia Zhou stepped out of the men's dormitory, he was immediately embraced by a soft figure, a string of anxious words ringing in his ear:

"Why did you finish so quickly?! Did something go wrong with the meditation?! I told you not to rush progress for my sake.."

As An Ruer spoke, her little hand wandered over her boyfriend's body.

"No, no, nothing went wrong." Xia Zhou tugged at his cheek to make a funny face and said:

"I'm very well. The first practice of meditation went smoothly, I tried the meditation of Poison Alchemy, and I succeeded right away."

"Really?" An Ruer's hand rested on his face, gently rubbing it. It still felt as elastic as before.

"That's good.." She hugged her boyfriend's waist tightly, lifting her head, she exclaimed:

"You've already become a mage apprentice so quickly.. It's really so swift. I haven't even prepared a small gift."