The bell rang, signaling the end of class. After the balding math teacher left the classroom, Chen Ling hurried off to the restroom.

A gust of wind blew into the classroom through the window, refreshing the air. Nora let out a breath of relief. When she turned and saw Yu Xian sitting there with his eyes closed, she closed her eyes as well and cultivated the Sunward Sunflower Divine Art.

Although Yu Xian's eyes were closed, he actually knew Nora had wanted to talk to him. However, he was currently focused on a large garbage processing plant in the northern part of the city.

For this, he had to thank Chen Ling's smelly fart. If not for her, he would not have blocked out all kinds of foul odors and, in the process, discovered that something was wrong with that garbage processing plant.

When he had...