Bloke, You Can Make It Next Year

Qian Jin felt around his chest, turned his hand and took out a silver coin from the warrior dimension. He happened to take this wallet when he was slaughtering in the forest. It managed to be of use at this moment.

Gabriella anxiously followed Qian Jin as they stepped into the school gates. Having been gone for two years, she wondered whether Caeller, the managing director, as well as the department head had removed her name from the student list with some unknown excuse. After all, no such case had occurred before where a student went out for two years to complete a mission.

Oakland Mage and Warrior Academy maintained its old appearance.

Compared to two years ago, nothing was changed; not even a tile or a brick was added to the academy.

In spite of the curious stares of the newly-enrolled apprentices, Qian Jin drove like a chauffeur and took a number of turns on campus with Gabriella, and they eventually arrived at the newest gate of the managing office.