Soon, the two of them arrived on the third floor.
"Dean Sili is waiting for you inside," the staff said as they pushed open the main doors to the third-floor hall.
The dominant color was a resplendent gold.
A massive chandelier sparkled brilliantly, surrounded by hundreds of dazzling, colorful lights.
Seats were arranged according to different tiers, offering varied viewing angles and perspectives.
A colossal stage stood at the front, with beams of light streaming down as adjustments were being made.
At this moment, there weren't many people in the hall. Qiao Sang immediately noticed five individuals seated in the front row, closest to the stage, one of whom was Dean Sili.
Marlal took another deep breath.
Qiao Sang strode forward.
Marlal hurried to keep up.
Dean Sili turned her head at the commotion. Seeing the people she had been expecting, she smiled and said, "You're here."
"Dean Sili."
Qiao Sang and Marlal greeted her in unison.
