"Then tomorrow we'll come to find you, and after that, we'll be part of the same club."
An Ruoxue said very happily.
"Alright, let's first handle the hangar procedures, and not keep Senior Lin Fang waiting too long."
Su Ming responded cheerfully.
"No problem, I have plenty of time."
Lin Fang said, somewhat taken aback by the favor.
"Senior is really nice, but still, let's not delay any further, let's go!"
An Ruoxue said to Lin Fang with a smiling face.
"Okay, this way!"
Lin Fang then led the three of them away.
....
At two o'clock in the afternoon.
Su Ming, holding the completed procedures, stood by Gate 4 of the Imperial Court Academy, waiting.
Soon a military transport vehicle came by, carrying behind it a mecha covered in tattered canvas, clearly the one Su Ming had ordered.
Su Ming led the transport into the school and, after some effort, moved the ordered mecha into his hangar and secured it onto the frame.