She had wanted to leave something for her friends, but she unexpectedly discovered Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei.
So, she was in an excellent mood.
With the aid of the moonlight, she saw Shen Jiayi smile in her sleep. Shen Yanxiao touched her chin as she pondered.
A fantastic idea popped into her mind, and an evil smile formed on her lips. She took out an exquisite and sharp dagger from her space ring and started to measure it against Shen Jiayi’s beautiful face.
She bent down and narrowed her eyes as she stared at Shen Jiayi’s beautiful black hair.
It was dark in the room, and there was only a small area lit up by the moonlight. Suddenly, wisps of black silk scattered around the room.
A moment later, Shen Yanxiao looked at Shen Jiayi’s bald head in satisfaction as she smirked. She kept her dagger before she quietly left through the window.
So, a tragedy had soundlessly occurred in the dead of night.
As the first ray of light appeared the next morning, Longxuan Empire’s inter-academy tournament had begun.
However, the morning was broken by a shrill scream at the hotel where the Saint Laurent Academy’s students had resided.
The four friends had freshened up and were ready to leave. When they met outside their rooms, they saw absolute confidence in each other’s eyes.
“That’s strange, why is that boy-crazy girl so obedient today?” Tang Nazhi looked at Shen Jiayi’s tightly shut room. Should she not appear dressed like a clown by then so that she could throw them flirtatious looks?
Qi Xia yawned and asked, “Didn’t you hear a miserable shriek just now?”
“Yes, I heard that.” Tang Nazhi nodded.
Qi Xia smiled and said, “That sounded like it originated from her room. I think we won’t be seeing her today.”
Tang Nazhi quirked his eyebrows. Well, that was good news for him.
Ouyang Huanyu was already in the hotel lobby, and he was dressed in simple yet benevolent-looking attire. The headmasters from the six divisions stood on his left and right side, respectively.
The six student representatives from each of the six divisions of Saint Laurent Academy had also quietly gathered in the lobby.
As Ouyang Huanyu’s intense gaze swept across the six outstanding youths before him, a friendly smile curved on his lips.
“Today is the day you represent the Saint Laurent Academy, and from this moment on, it is no longer about your personal honor. Instead, you are doing this for your division. Fight and win in honor of your classmates and teachers!”
The Saint Laurent Academy’s team then set off toward the tournament venue after Ouyang Huanyu’s inspiring speech.
Simultaneously, the other teams from various other academies were also ready to set off with them. All the students would fight for the glory of their academy in that city.
Shen Yanxiao put on her clothes and wore her disguise mask. A smile blossomed on her face when she looked at Yun Qi, who had also worn a disguise.
“Let’s go. Let us see the capabilities of these students from various academies in the Longxuan Empire!” Yun Qi straightened his back, and his gaze burned like a torch.
It had been countless years since any warlocks had stepped foot in the Blizzard City, and from that day onward, warlocks would appear on the battlefield once again.
Shen Yanxiao believed that the warlocks would have a place of their own with the Longxuan Empire and the Brilliance Continent.
