"Dont worry today."

  Yunmian happily said to him.

  "Nothing should go wrong today, Ill just be training in the dojo as usual."

  Wen Ting gazed at Yun Mian who was walking beside him with a lively spirit and a spring in her step, "Hmm" he responded, then followed her to the arena.

  Yunmian was very lively as soon as she arrived at the venue, happily taking out her things one by one and arranging them neatly. Wenyin paused for a moment, then followed suit and arranged her own things.

  Thank you for the gift from Wenhe.

  Apart from the fruit, he even left behind the cloth bag that held the fruit, which made Yunmeng extremely happy. She seemed to like this cloth bag more than any other fruit, and as soon as the fruit was gone, she immediately stuffed her paper pen, important notes, and all sorts of miscellaneous things into the bag, including those prepared for Wen Ting. Then, with a satisfied heart, she tidied up the bag and weighed it back and forth in her hands.

  Yunmian had always been holding a pen and paper in his mouth before, it was probably the first time he had something so convenient. Last night, he played with excitement until midnight before falling asleep, but this morning, he actually got up early again. Wenching was woken up by her in the early morning, still sleepy, and only felt that she had lost her memory of practicing swordsmanship diligently before, when she could still sleep for another quarter of an hour.

  So they naturally became the earliest to arrive at the dojo, and even Fox Officer hadnt yet inspected the school environment in front of the study hall. Yunmian cheerfully chose the best spot at the very front of the dojo, happily tidying up his paper and pen.

  Wen Ting gathered the paper and pen faster than her, and soon they were neatly arranged. He looked around the environment of the dojo for a moment, then suddenly asked: "By the way... Yunmian, will the results of the last exam be announced?"

  "Huh?"

  Yunmian put down the pen she was holding and raised her head.

  Wen Ting had no memory of his past. He was familiar with the things Cloud Sleeping had written in his notebook, but he still wondered what level he would be at among ordinary foxes.

  He paused and said: "My previous practice was disconnected from yours. Last times exam was all guesswork, I dont even know if I got it right or not..."

  "Ah."

  Yunmian nodded in understanding, but she immediately looked down and scratched her paws, saying apologetically: "I... Im not too sure either."

  After the self-study exam, there were actually no more exams in school.

  But Yunmian comforted him with effort: "Dont worry, the master praised you at that time, it must be fine!"

  "Uh-huh."

  Wen Ting nodded his head.

  The hall was very quiet, and the two of them chatted for a while. Before long, small foxes began to arrive at the school one after another. They were taken aback by Wen Ting, this little white fox they had never seen before, and curiously sized him up.

  Today is different from last time, actually came early little fox mostly fixed, this time saw Wen Ting again, its already the second time.

  The little foxes who came early soon gathered together in silence, and with good hearing, they soon heard very faint whispers.

  Xiyuan, Wenhe and Qingyang arrived quite late. When they entered the Daochang, there were already many foxes seated inside. Xiyuan was still feeling a bit annoyed about being rescued by Yunmian three days ago. As soon as he entered the Daochang, he heard the unusually loud discussions inside and couldnt help but furrow his brow. He sat down on the last cushion in the back row that others had left for him and asked the person in front of him, "Whats going on today?"

  "It seems like a fox weve never seen before has appeared in front of us, right next to Young Masters wife."

  The little fox in front turned around and said softly.

  "Some people said he came last time in class, but I havent seen him."

  Xī Yuán heard him mention Yún Miàn, and suddenly paused, involuntarily looking in the direction he was talking about. Who would have thought that he saw Yún Miàn and Wén Tíng sitting shoulder to shoulder? He was taken aback for a moment. Not being someone who could hide his emotions, he rushed over without hesitation, and when he reached Wén Tíngs side, he directly asked: "——How did you end up here?!"

  Yunmian was happily hugging her new cloth bag, looking around at the other little foxes to see how they were placing theirs, thinking about where to put her small bag. When she saw Xiyuan rushing over with a fierce expression, she became somewhat flustered. But it turned out he wasnt coming for her, and instead directly confronted Wen Ting.

  Yunmian was startled, and subconsciously wanted to rush in front of Wenhui to help block the way, but before she could move, Wenhui had already subtly gestured with his hand, blocking her behind him. He furrowed his brow and replied, "Im here for cultivation, whats the matter?"

  Xiyuan glanced at Wen Ting, who was jumping up and down on the couch behind him, and his displeasure grew. He suppressed his anger and said, "Ive never seen you before..."

  "I was unwell previously and have been resting at home."

  Wen Ting used the same words as Yunmian had previously said to Xiaoyue, seeing the residual light in Xiyuans eyes stealing a glance at Yunmian. He paused for a moment, then immediately stood up and blocked Yunmian even more tightly.

  Xiyuan wanted to say more, but just then, he caught a glimpse of Mr. out of the corner of his eye, hurrying into the venue. They were sitting in the front row, very close to Mr., Xiyuan opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and turned his head to leave.

  Just as he was about to leave, he glanced at Yunmian behind him. His sharp eyes scanned the small cloth package that Yunmian had placed beside him, which had seemed so precious earlier, and he couldnt help but let out a disdainful snort: "Hmph."

  Yunmian: *silence*

  Xi Yuan held his head high and walked away with arrogance.

  Wen Ting treated Xue Yuan as a bandit, but didnt expect him to have such a sinister move. His eyebrows furrowed instantly. He didnt have time to go and teach Xue Yuan a lesson at this moment, so he quickly turned his head to look at Yun Mian.

  Yunmian indeed hung her ears a bit low for a moment, but she didnt stay down for long. When she heard Mr. Wens footsteps entering the training hall, she immediately perked up her ears and saw Wen Ting looking at her with concern, and even let out a "hiss" at him.

  The courtyard was filled with clouds, and the spirits were all asleep. With a slight relaxation of his breath, Master Hus official had already walked to the front of the arena. The foxes inside the arena, who were still playing and making noise, suddenly quieted down and ran back to their own mats, sitting quietly and looking at the official.

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