Hearing the call, Lin Baici's nerves tensed up abruptly, her entire being like a fully drawn bow, ready to attack at any moment.
It wasn't strange to be called by name when away from home, but this was foreign territory, and in Lin Baici's usual social circle, no one could afford to go abroad.
The only possibility that remained was the God Hunters.
However, in the next instant, Lin Baici relaxed again, the voice was just a tentative call, unsure of the addressee's identity, and it was soft, lacking any lethality.
Lin Baici turned around and saw a tall girl with her long hair tied up in a bun.
"Sister Mi?"
It was Mi Qin from the School of Economics and Management.
Lin Baici could not possibly mistake her, as she was recognized as the goddess of Haijing Polytechnic.
Her beauty was the kind that, once seen, would be etched in one's memory, perhaps even becoming the once-in-a-lifetime crush for some.
"Is it really you?"
Mi Qin was surprised.