"Well, o meet you then, Yu Hua." Tang Yin smiled, "Since you are here, you 't afford to be as arrogant as you are. So I cim this bed, now excuse me, I o get my uniform." She threw her duffel bag on one of the empty beds. With that, she turned around aowards the headmaster's office.

  Unsurprisingly, Tang Yin received her uniform from the headmaster. The Grandmaster, even though he was officially not her student, offered Tang Yin a p the spiritual bat department, but she politely deed. Valuing, indeed, with just five members ierary department, the increased freedom of movement and unlimited library access there.

  "Tang San, whi are you?", She asked Brother San on the way back as he looked skeptically at her uniform.

  "Dorm seven, how is your dorm fifteen?"

  "We are in Five and have a window Front, so there is a lot of space; the view is the school wall; I show you where dorm 7 is. I passed it on the way to mine earlier.", she answered and walked towards dorm 7, "the literary department seems to be the department for the rich. Almost everyone is fand is from a well of family, so it feels somewhat awkward, but I have not met the st jet."

  Dorm 7, they arrived. "You go ahead to your dorm 15. Sis and I will try ing to visit tomorrow." Tang San said and hugged his sister goodbye before Yi again with a strange feeling iomach; she was missing something important.

  Returning to her dorm, she ran past many other students, most of them older. Dorm fifteen retty well of, apparently, looking at the other dorms. There was a lot of extra space sihere were so few of their literary department, and the best was they had a window front and a semi-private backyard, maybe she could pnt a few vegetables and fruits, and it would look a bit more friendly.

  "Hi, I'm back," she said, finally seeing the other student who hadn't been here earlier.

  He had grey hair, wsses, and was a bony sort who sat slouched on the bed with a book on his p.

  "Hi, do you have a uniform now?" Damian asked, and she nodded, holding up the rather bnk-looking outfit whose only shine was the literary department badge.

  "Jep, is there any pce I ge here?" she asked, and Ning Feng poi one of the many beds pced and thrown together at the back of the room?

  "Behind there, she says, that's where we usually ge and well hide things that the Teachers shouldn't see, like the spirit power testing Orb Yu Hua kinda borrowed from his family," Damian said, and she couldn't help but wonder where they were always that trusting?

  "You are, as Damian would say, now, one of us.", the grey-haired boy said and looked up for the first time. His eyes were the same color as his hair, ashen grey and sharp as razors, "I'm Gale."

  "Tang Yin, o meet you."

  No answer. His eention moved back to his book, leaving her feeling awkward.

  "For your expnation, oner, we must stick together if we like it. Many approach us because we are rich, and well, we don't like it. I, in person, don't like low-born blood like you here, but you are already here, so there is nothing I do against you but tolerate you and hope you are not a person as unpleasant as I am." Yu Hua expined and tinued w on what looked suspiciously like embroidery.

  "I hope so too, so stick together; I do that.", She put her uniform on the bed, "Why the hell do you have a 'kinda borrowed' spirit testing Orb here?"

  "That's easy because their families sider Yu Hua and Ning Feng useless because they have no spiritual power. Actually, they are not bad, but there are reasons." Damian seemed to be the only oalking here, and the literary department was not as simple as it appeared, "Gale do you want to expin? You are the best at it?"