He turned his head and followed Jia Tengying into the academy.
Just now, on the road, Zhao Rong had been fishing for information and had finally ascertained which three characters constituted "Jia Tengying." He heaved a sigh, reluctantly admiring the talent of the person who had chosen this name, which was simply unfathomable.
Tengying had mentioned that it was his hometown private school teacher who had given him the name. His given name was Jia Fei, and the courtesy name should complement the given name, Tengying symbolizing the soaring of a mighty eagle.
However, Zhao Rong felt that besides the eagle striking the sky, its fingers... ugh, its claws were indeed formidable, a strength as well.
At this moment, he was walking with Jia Tengying along a corridor by a lake within the academy, a meandering path that passed by the front of the Six Halls in succession.