Fang Zhou didn't refuse. He walked to the table, sat down, and began to enjoy the meticulously prepared meal. He ate quickly and voraciously, as if all the fatigue from the past several days was being released in that single moment. Before long, the lunch box was empty.
Satisfied, he cleaned up the dishes and glanced out the window. There was still some time before his afternoon classes, granting him a rare moment of leisure. Content, Fang Zhou lay down on the lounge sofa, savoring the tranquility.
At the same time, Instructor Su Xinyan quietly changed into an elegant, moon-white dress, the hem gently sweeping the floor as she sat down beside Fang Zhou. She closed her eyes, as if shedding her usual authority and toughness. She was no longer the awe-inspiring Golden Tier Mage, but more like a gentle, serene woman.
Seeing this, Fang Zhou felt driven by a strange impulse and slowly extended his hand. "Instructor Xinyan, you've worked hard too. Let me give you a massage."
