Xin Qing watched as the man helped Zhang Mi to the couch.

"She's had too much to drink. I'm just bringing her back!" the man explained courteously. He seemed like a European. Frowning, Xin Qing thanked him. "Thank you, and sorry for troubling you. Are you a student at the academy?"

"Well, technically, you're my junior." The man smiled. "I'm Meyer's classmate. You can call me Anthony."

"Ah! Is that so?" Xin Qing felt relieved. "Then, thank you so ...