Imperial Military Academy, outside the Principal's office.
Fu Yunhe heard a familiar voice inside, his fingers resting on the doorknob. With a firm grip, he pushed the door open and entered.
"Principal, Fu Yunhe reporting!"
The office was very orderly, with a glass window directly opposite the door overlooking the training field.
To the left of the door, against the wall, stood a bookcase overflowing with books. Directly opposite the bookcase was a large, solid wood desk. Sitting behind it was the Principal, Hua Yuan.
Hua Yuan had received a message from his assistant, knowing Fu Yunhe was coming up. He shed all air of dignity as if he were a close friend, gesturing toward the wooden chair by the window, "Sit down, no need to be formal."
"Thank you, Principal."
Fu Yunhe didn't hesitate but took a seat, still sitting straight with his eyes fixed forward.
