The time was just at school dismissal, with a steady flow of people at the school gates where many parents and students thronged.
Especially since the parties involved were Ying Zijin and Ying Yuexuan.
Both had quite a reputation at Verdant, with Ying Zijin nearly worshipped as the Academic God by students across all three grades of high school.
Plus, there was Mong Ru.
Mong Ru's attire was the latest fashion trend in the imperial capital, different from that of Shanghai City.
But it was not hard to tell she came from a wealthy family and exuded an imposing presence.
Seeing this scene unfold, many students stopped in their tracks, half puzzled and half amazed.
Ying Zijin also halted, turning her head.
Her phoenix eyes were cool and indifferent, bereft of any emotion, like snow on distant mountains.
Hazy and slightly grim with solitude and steepness.
Mong Ru's expression suddenly stiffened, nearly unable to withstand such a drifting gaze.