"Qiao Mei," Lin Feng called softly, his voice calm yet carrying an authority that seemed to travel effortlessly across the stadium.
Though she had been standing some distance away, waiting for others to go down, she heard him as clearly as if he were standing right beside her.
Qiao Mei straightened at once.
Without the slightest hesitation, she made her way toward Lin Feng, moving with quiet grace as she adeptly sidestepped the flood of students crowding the area.
Her steps were smooth and unhurried, yet in only a few moments, she had already reached his side.
Her niece, Chu Jiangyue, who had been standing close by, quickly followed also.
"Yes, Mentor Lin Feng?" Qiao Mei asked respectfully the moment she stood before him.
Her posture was straight, her tone gentle yet attentive.
Lin Feng gave a small nod.
"Kindly inform your classmates about lunch today… my original students, before today's additions," he said.
