Fu Qian had just spoken the truth; he really hadn't studied much about the personnel matters of the Academy.
"Veron."
Realizing that Fu Qian had no reason to lie about this, the one who had arrived in Mythical Form slightly paused before introducing himself.
It was indeed an unfamiliar name.
"Divine Ashes?"
"Divine Ashes."
With his name disclosed, the other party also freely admitted to Fu Qian's subsequent questions.
"Demigod?"
"Demigod."
"That's really impressive!"
Fu Qian pointed at Veron's body.
"Is maintaining your Mythical Form almost too seamless?"
Old Master Logan had once said that even he, as a Demigod Envoy, could only maintain combat readiness in Mythical Form anytime and anywhere due to that reason.
But in terms of the ease and leisure, Veron seemed to effortlessly outdo him.
It felt like Veron could casually attend two periods of mathematics in his Mythical Form without any issue.
Haha…
Veron let out another deep laugh.
