Chapter 2985 Covenant
"Zhongli Zhiwei."
"Chen Baojia."
The young men and women whose names had been announced gracefully soared onto the expansive arena and came to a halt. They appeared rather pleased with themselves.
This was hardly surprising. To secure a spot among the top 30 in the previous open challenge, one needed both strength and a fair share of luck.
The stoic little dragon watched them with an impassive expression.
When Ming Bao's name was called, everyone was taken aback and began to murmur among themselves.
Soon after, an individual leaped from the rear of the crowd and swiftly made his way to the arena.
"Pardon me, excuse me! Thank you, pardon me," Ming Bao ran towards the arena, wearing a cheerful smile as he respectfully greeted Chen Baojia and Zhongli Zhiwei.
Chen Baojia cast a glance at him and moved closer to Zhongli Zhiwei. She whispered, "I don't know who he is. Everyone is searching for him, but he seems to be merely enjoying the spectacle."
Initially, people had assumed that Ming Bao was in the same situation as Fifth Young Sir Qin. Both had disappeared while shopping in the inner city, but reality had shown that Ming Bao had become engrossed in having fun and had forgotten to return to the academy.
Even though the vice-director had reprimanded him severely, the students who had gone looking for him were frustrated and discontented. They found him evasive and believed he had no sense of responsibility.
The students from the Divine Province and the Ultramarine Province were privately amused, as they saw it as proof that the Nether Province, a less civilized place, produced inexplicable "talents."
"His Highness Asi has arrived," someone whispered.
All eyes turned toward the stairs.
Qiao Mu, Mo Lian, and their group stood in the front row. As Ming Asi passed by, he naturally noticed them.
This marked the first occasion Miss Qiao had encountered the Crown Prince of the Dark Province since her return. At this moment, she noticed that his complexion was somewhat pallid, confirming that he indeed seemed to have recently recuperated from a severe illness.
What added to the peculiarity was that one of Ming Asi's arms appeared to be broken and remained immobilized in a sling.
Ming Asi's icy gaze swept over Mo Lian.
Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao couldn't resist tilting her dainty head to glance at her husband.
Her husband had mentioned leaving a trace of his divine soul and leading a group of covert guards to confront Ming Asi over his impertinence. He had also vowed to give Ming Asi a thrashing that would leave him bedridden for two to three days.
It seemed those were not empty words.
Although Ming Asi could now walk without difficulty, the condition of his arm indicated that he had fared even worse three days earlier.
Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao discreetly withdrew her gaze. After the priest had called the 30 academy students onto the stage, only then did Holy Son Miyan speak with some reluctance.
"Please come forward, Crown Prince and Crown Prince Consort of the Divine Province."
The young girl gripped her husband's hand and stepped onto the stage with an impatient expression. She inquired, "When are we departing?"
This drawn-out roll call ceremony seemed excessively tedious. The Lunisolar Shrine's assigned tasks were remarkably inefficient!
The Holy Son regarded her with an artificial smile, choosing to ignore the little lady's inquiry and instead addressing the assembly with a subdued tone. "This expedition to the Lunisolar secret realm carries both perils and opportunities. There are certain matters I wish to clarify with everyone before our departure."
"If you choose to accompany the temple to the Lunisolar secret realm, I request that you first sign a covenant."
"This covenant ensures that you take full responsibility for any events that occur during this journey, as our temple will not bear any liability," Holy Son Miyan declared with an air of sternness.