Brightside University

At the entrance of Brightside University, Huojin stood with his hands in his pockets. He watched the hustle and bustle of students' everyday life on the campus that revolved around completing assignments and going from one class to another.

He inhaled the tepid air with a smile. "The oxygen at a university is always so rejuvenating. Makes one feel younger."

Outsiders were naturally not allowed inside the campus, but this was the admission season luckily so he didn't have to put much effort with the excuse.

"I am here to make some enquiries about the college. My sister is looking for admission here."

"Sure," the guard said, "The faculty room is on the third floor. Go straight that way."

"Thanks man."

Now that he gained entry, his next mission was to dig about Anhe and her group, particularly about Anhe.

Now, who can give me some spicy information?

He stuck out his tongue, realizing the use of the word spicy.