"Su Yue, do you remember this place? We saved a lot of civilians!"
Gong Ling smiled.
During the time we were away, the shopping center has been rebuilt. This time, it's under the Admiral's Mansion's invitation, with no involvement from those Yangxiang Sect beasts.
"Of course, I remember!"
Su Yue nodded, feeling wistful.
It's been such a short time.
For humanities students, it's merely a semester, but for Su Yue and the others, it seems like several years have passed.
So much has happened in just six months!
"At that time, I almost died in this basement."
Liao Ping also felt a lingering fear.
"We were still too weak. If we had our current strength back then, how could the Yangxiang Sect have succeeded!"
Gong Ling sighed again.
"Haha, you have to take one step at a time. We're only freshmen now.
"Gong Ling, Liao Ping, you should hurry home!"
Su Yue said goodbye to them.
"By the way, our potential class might have a reunion, will you come?"
Liao Ping suddenly asked.
