The sky changed as if on a whim, and a heavy rain poured down before Gu Jiao could even leave the Academy.
Mu Qingchen accompanied her in the gatekeeper's lodge to shelter from the rain, and neither of them spoke.
Gu Jiao was always a woman of few words, and though Mu Qingchen wasn't particularly talkative either, he couldn't quite explain why he was usually willing to speak in front of Gu Jiao.
But perhaps reminded of some sorrowful memories, he fell silent after talking about his childhood playmates, and remained that way until Gu Jiao left.
When Gu Jiao returned home, nightfall had entirely set in, and the scent of a delicious meal wafted from the kitchen.
Madam Nan had made Green Onion Pancakes, and the fragrant smell filled the entire courtyard.
Gu Xiaoshun had already vividly shared the thrilling details of the cuju match with Madam Nan, Master Lu, and Old Master Meng. Unlike the usual training spectating, the atmosphere of the field was beyond words.