Professor Sullivan's residence was a small courtyard, only a few hundred meters away from here. They arrived quickly, and outside the courtyard, they unexpectedly ran into someone.

Olivia Scott, the so-called goddess in Brian Carter's words, was extremely popular on campus and indeed stunningly beautiful.

Under the streetlight, a few strands of her shoulder-length hair fluttered in the breeze. Her fair, oval face, exceptionally beautiful and clear bright eyes, and glossy red lips made her features delicate and sweet.

The first button of her white shirt was undone, the collar open to reveal a hint of her collarbone, her skin fair and radiant. She wore casual long pants, her outfit quite relaxed.

Yet, she still gave off an incredibly striking impression, almost dazzling under the night.

"Olivia Scott." Brian Carter called out, not expecting to see her outside Professor Sullivan's residence.

"It's you guys, what a coincidence." Olivia Scott greeted them with a fresh, beautiful smile and said, "Professor Sullivan hasn't been back for a long time. Someone asked me to bring him some specialties from the New Star."

It was clear that her simple evening attire was for her own comfort, but it still couldn't hide her great figure.

She was about 170 centimeters tall, with stunning curves where they should be, long, straight legs, and an excellent figure. Coupled with her rare beauty, she was indeed very eye-catching.

"Bringing specialties from the New Star, huh? Are there any for us?" Brian Carter asked with a smile, naturally trying to get closer.

Several men in black quickly appeared, watching them warily.

Brian Carter's expression stiffened slightly. Did he really give off such an unsafe vibe? He thought he looked decent and friendly—why was he so distrusted?

"They're both my classmates, you don't need to be like this." Olivia Scott gestured for the men in black to relax.

Then, she smiled and waved to David Miller and Brian Carter, saying, "I'm heading off first. I just got back from the New Star and I'm a bit tired—exhausted, actually."

It wasn't until she had walked quite a distance that Olivia Scott stopped and asked the men in black why they had been so alert just now.

"That young man is very formidable. After he looked at us a few times, we felt extremely threatened," one of the men in black replied.

Olivia Scott was surprised at first, then she laughed, blooming like a radiant flower in the night breeze, bright and beautiful.

"Brian Carter? Impossible. If it really came down to a fight, he wouldn't be my match at all."

If Brian Carter had heard this, he would probably want to cry. The goddess in his eyes thought he was no threat at all, very weak, not even able to beat her.

The man in black shook his head and said, "Not him. It's the other young man who only smiled and greeted you but didn't say much. After he looked at us, we all felt something was off. This person is very strong."

"You mean David Miller?" Olivia Scott nodded thoughtfully. "I've always felt that, in terms of old techniques alone, he's not as good as me. But now it seems that while I was away, he succeeded in energy cultivation. It's a pity I didn't take a closer look just now."

Thinking back carefully, she recalled that David Miller was calm and quiet, always wearing a gentle smile, his eyes clear and spirited, exuding a kind of innate composure and confidence.

It seemed he hadn't really looked at her just now; instead, he had been quietly observing the men in black around her.

Olivia Scott glanced back and murmured, "I'll find a chance later..."

In that instant, she sensed something. In the darkness several hundred meters away, it felt as if someone was looking this way.

Olivia Scott turned and left. She had a feeling that when she looked back at the gate of Professor Sullivan's courtyard just now, David Miller seemed to have noticed and glanced in her direction.

……

Brian Carter complained, "All these years, this is the first time I've ever been classified as a dangerous person!"

David Miller comforted him, "Those men in black weren't targeting you. They were wary of me."

"Ah, what kind of outrageous thing did you do? Don't tell me you did something to Olivia Scott in the past?" Brian Carter's imagination ran wild.

"What are you thinking? I just thought those guys seemed pretty capable and wanted to see if they practiced the old techniques or had taken another path from the New Star."

Brian Carter's spirits lifted instantly. "Nice one, Old Miller. Look at you, so calm and collected, quietly sizing them up. So, what did you find?"

David Miller immediately corrected him, "Change the way you address me!"

Brian Carter just chuckled.

David Miller pondered and said, "I think it's still the path of the old techniques, but their movements and instinctive reactions aren't pure, as if they've combined other methods."

Then he added, "Also, Olivia Scott isn't as weak as you think. You're far from being her match."

"No way, she's reached a certain level in the old techniques?" Brian Carter suddenly felt a bit numb and muttered, "Out of everyone just now, am I the weakest?"

At that moment, the courtyard gate opened and Professor Sullivan appeared.

"I just saw Olivia off and then heard voices outside the courtyard. Turns out it was you two."

Professor Sullivan's hair was white, and he looked to be in his sixties, with a slightly plump figure.

He had once been a master of the old techniques, but suffered a serious injury and never fully recovered, making it impossible for him to fight again.

Since then, he had devoted himself to theoretical research on the old techniques, studying ancient texts and drawing on his past combat experience. He had become quite renowned in the field of old technique exploration.