That day, after class, Ban Ming floated straight to the small lake that he had made an appointment with Ximantuo last time.

When he arrived by the lake, Ban Ming saw Ximantuo at a glance.

Standing alone by the lake, she naturally became the focus of the eyes of the students of the First Military Academy around her. Many people who walked to the lake were secretly looking at her.

Looking back, Ximantuo looked at Ban Ming, and his eyes immediately became very complicated.

Ban Ming came not far in front of her and smiled slightly.

There was no need to say anything at all. The spiritual resonance from Ximantuo's eyebrows told Ban Ming that he won.

With a thought, the formation composed of extremely weak mental power that had been maintained at Ximantuo's eyebrows for three days quickly dissipated like smoke blown by the wind.

"I lost." Ximantuo's eyes showed relief. No matter how winning or losing, she had already let go of her heartbrokenness at this moment.

Ban Ming smiled faintly and turned around and said, "By the way, did you pass the second round of assessment yesterday?"

Ximantuo nodded, with no lust in his eyes, and said, "If you pass, as long as you pass the interview with the Formation Ancestor, you can become her registered disciple... In fact, I think you may be the possibility of becoming a Formation Ancestor's disciple." At the end of her speech, she spoke very seriously.
Chapter completed!