In Lanling City, at the entrance of Lanling Magic High School, an ordinary car stopped.

"Commander Wang, we've arrived," the driver called softly to Wang Yi in the back seat.

As a field operative of the Night Watch Army in Lanling City, it's one thing for outsiders not to recognize Wang Yi, but almost every local knows Wang Yi's face.

At this moment, Wang Yi had changed into casual clothes and was not wearing a mask. He was taking a nap in the back seat.

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Yi's eyelashes fluttered, and she gently opened her eyes. Looking through the car window at the somewhat quiet school gate, she let out a long sigh.

"Brother, just call me Xiao Wang. There's no such thing as 'commander' or 'officer.' I'm not even a formal member of the Night Watch." Wang Yi turned around and said to the driver with a wry smile.

"Those with code names are all superiors." A sincere smile appeared on the driver's face, and he said gratefully, "What's more, my wife and child were in Blue Dome Square at the time. If it weren't for you, they would probably be in grave danger. This is a great favor. If you need anything in the future, just contact me."

"Okay, thank you in advance." Wang Yi nodded slightly, then opened the door and got out of the car.

The field vehicle slowly started moving and left Lanling Magic High School, while Wang Yi stood in front of the gate, trying to compose himself.

Twenty-odd days have passed, yet it feels like a lifetime.

He left as a passionate young man, but returned with his hands stained with blood, leaving behind the legend of Owl 11 among the field agents and soldiers of the Southwest District of the Night Watch Army.

Wang Yi took a step towards the school gate, but as soon as she lifted her foot, she put it down.

He took out his newly bought phone, held it in his left hand to turn on the front camera, then raised his right hand and rubbed his face vigorously, trying to raise the corners of his mouth and regain his usual state and expression.

After several adjustments, feeling that things were about right, Wang Yi finally stepped through the gates of Lanling Magic High School to continue his life as an ordinary second-year high school student.

It was lunchtime, and Wang Yi hadn't eaten yet, so he planned to go to the cafeteria to grab a bite of his favorite food.

The school cafeteria at this time.

Qi Xiaohao absentmindedly picked at the rice on his plate, and the once distinct grains of rice quickly clumped together, showing a tendency to evolve into sticky rice cake.

"It's been over twenty days since Brother E left, why hasn't he come back yet?" Qi Xiaohao sighed wistfully. "Could he have encountered some danger?"

"Don't worry." Wang put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. Then he continued slowly, "You're bound to encounter danger. There's plenty of everything in the army, but safety is rare."

Hearing this, Qi Xiaohao reacted as if he'd eaten a lemon, his brows furrowing deeply, his chubby face looking even fatter. He glared at Wang Jiang with considerable displeasure: "Old Wang, if you can't speak properly, you don't have to. I'll fucking thank you!"

The king chuckled and continued eating quietly.

Danger was inevitable, but Wang Jiang believed that for Wang Yi, it was merely a furnace for tempering iron.

It's just unknown which of the nine powerful armies Wang Yi went to.

"I don't know how Brother Wang is doing right now. I sent him a few messages before, but he hasn't replied much. I don't dare to send more messages, let alone call him. What if Brother Wang is in the middle of a battle?" Hu Lili was also a little worried.

"Don't worry, no news is good news." Jiang Yue had already finished his lunch, elegantly wiped his mouth, glanced at Qi Xiaohao's state and his plate, and chuckled:

"It's only been less than a month, and Xiao Hao's appetite has decreased drastically. You know what, if Wang Yi really leaves for half a year or a year, Xiao Hao could lose dozens of pounds. If he leaves for two or three years, by the time Wang Yi comes back, Xiao Hao will probably be so thin that he'll be unrecognizable to Wang Yi."

Qi Xiaohao pursed his lips, faced with Jiang Yue's teasing, lowered his head and frantically shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, then continued indistinctly, "Actually, I'm not that worried about Brother E, it's just that that idiot Hu Jin might come again in a while, it's really annoying. Brother E's not here, but he's been arrogant for two weeks."

Hu Lili nodded in agreement: "Exactly, this person is really annoying. How can the students at Magic High School in Shanghai be so rude? And this is supposed to be the second-ranked magic high school! Does this ranking only consider academic ability and not the school's atmosphere?"

"However, he does have the right to be arrogant. Both his family background and his strength are top-notch." Jiang Yue stretched his arms and yawned, then said with a smile, "It's a pity that even if Wang Yi were here, he probably wouldn't bother with him. Wang Yi has never been interested in sparring that has no meaning or benefit."

Qi Xiaohao swallowed the food in his mouth, snorted disdainfully twice, and then said to Wang Jiang with considerable dissatisfaction, "Old Wang, Brother E isn't here, why don't you dare go up and fight that idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What would I do going up there? His target is Wang Yi. Besides, I'm a beginner fighting a mid-level opponent; I'm no match for him at all."

"Who told you to advance so slowly? You're still just a beginner mage," Qi Xiaohao mocked, then turned his gaze to Jiang Yue.

"Don't look down on me. Although I'm a mid-level mage, my chances of winning in a fight are really slim." Jiang Yue shrugged helplessly. "He's a space-type mage with the ability to teleport, which puts him in an invincible position from the start. At least at the mid-level mage level, the advantage of teleportation is huge."

Qi Xiaohao pouted, looked around, and said with a pained expression, "You guys are really something, not a single one of you can fight. You've let that idiot be arrogant for so long."

Just then, a loud voice, accompanied by rapid footsteps, rang out: "Who are you talking about, you idiot?"

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the students eating in the cafeteria, as well as some teachers.

After glancing at it, the students lowered their heads and began to whisper among themselves, their expressions mostly showing resentment and hostility. The teachers, on the other hand, remained calm and didn't even glance at it.

Just by hearing the voice, Qi Xiaohao knew without turning around that it was that arrogant idiot Hu Jin, and his face instantly darkened.

It wasn't until Hu Jin arrived at Qi Xiaohao's table that Qi Xiaohao glanced at him sideways and sneered, "I've been using those little verbal traps of yours since I was eight. I'm not ashamed to use them. I'm just saying you're an idiot. What, you disagree?"

Hu Jin was a tall young man dressed in a dark red tracksuit, with a head of bright red hair that looked like flames. He was very flamboyant. When he heard Qi Xiaohao’s blatant mockery and insults, he was immediately filled with rage.

However, having already met several times, Hu Jin knew that he was far inferior to this chubby boy in terms of verbal skills. So he sneered and said directly, "The only thing you're good at is your mouth. Wang Yi always avoids me, why don't you have a match with me?"

"Oh, oh, oh, a mid-level mage bullying a beginner mage, is that all you're capable of? Why don't you find an ordinary person to fight?" Qi Xiaohao said sarcastically.

Jiang Yue felt that his chances of winning against Hu Jin were slim, so he naturally wouldn't fall for it and certainly wouldn't go out of his way to get beaten up.

Hu Jin's forehead veins bulged, and he clenched his fist: "I won't use divine-grade magic, how about it, dare you?"

Qi Xiaohao sneered. A mid-level mage is a mid-level mage. Even without using divine-grade magic, the power of rare-grade magic will be greatly enhanced. Moreover, after a round of body strengthening, the magic reserves in his body are far superior to those of a beginner mage.

Wang put down his chopsticks, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, straightened his back, and glanced indifferently at Hu Jin: "Not using divine-grade magic? I'm also a beginner mage, I'll fight you."

Jiang Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "If you're bored out of your mind, I'll play with you."

The odds of winning are slim, but that doesn't mean they're no match at all. If they fight tooth and nail, the outcome is still uncertain.

Hu Jin sneered inwardly, thinking that ignorance was bliss. He was about to agree to teach these two a lesson when he was suddenly interrupted by a single sentence.

"Wow, it's so lively here."

A familiar voice suddenly came from the cafeteria entrance, and the cafeteria fell silent. Many people's faces lit up with joy, and they all turned their eyes toward the cafeteria entrance.

Qi Xiaohao turned around abruptly, and Wang Yi's figure immediately came into view.

Wang Yi looked around the entire cafeteria with a bright smile on his face, raised his right hand, and waved his five fingers lightly in greeting.

"Hi, students and teachers, it's been a long time."

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