It was the day of the monthly test in June.
Early in the morning, everyone at the Immortal Institute was notified to gather at the training field. This time, the arrangement was based on dormitories instead of classes, so Wang Qi stood next to Wu Fan.
The July sun was already scorching early in the morning. Wang Qi shielded his eyes with one hand from the glaring sunlight while looking around, "This is for the written test, right? How are we supposed to write the exam later—what do you think?"
He nudged Wu Fan with his elbow. Wu Fan reluctantly put down his book and looked up. His face wore deep dark circles, looking quite worried, "It must be the magic of Immortal Law... Wang Qi, you should review as well."
"The true academic master never reviews right before the exam."
"Not everyone is like you! I need to review my books!"
"You would have been fine if you had paid attention in class."