The next morning.
Academy Back Garden, Dorm 403.
When Xiao Xiao and Zheng Qing discussed the wizard who anonymously posted a task on the bulletin board, it unknowingly triggered memories of last night's experience in the young scholarship student's mind, stirring up those complex feelings once again.
"Truly a wealthy heartless person!"
The Absolution Diviner's comment on the task issuer interrupted Zheng Qing's recollection. His consciousness broke through the haze, returning to reality, as if a camera out of focus was adjusted, the clarity and deconstructive effects improved until every line creating the world's contours became sharp and discernible.
"...Why don't I hand over this task to you?" The young scholarship student looked at his diviner with a fawning expression.
The short warlock adjusted his glasses, scrutinizing him suspiciously: "You are willing to give up this money-making opportunity? How much are you planning to pay?"
