The next day, An Moxue took the hotel car to Puda University. While strolling around the campus, she listened to Kasha tell her about the people and things she knew about Puda University.

"Miss Jido, many famous people graduated from this university, such as the renowned..."

"Miss Jido!" Kasha was interrupted by an unexpected male voice. Turning her head, she saw a tall and handsome young man walking towards them.

An Moxue was somewhat surprised. When Karl approached, she said, "Karl, what a coincidence!"

"Miss Giddo, what are you doing here?" Karl was really surprised. Could this be the legendary unexpected surprise?

“Come and see, this school looks pretty good. What about you?” An Moxue asked Karl.

"I'm a sophomore at this school. It's still vacation, and I came here with a teacher. I'll show you around the school."

"Won't this interfere with your business? I have a housekeeper." An Moxue pointed to Kasha.

"No, I've finished my business. Are you planning to study here?" Karl suppressed his excitement, hoping she was interested in the school and that's why she came.

"I wonder what's required for admission? Is it difficult?" An Moxue also had her own plans. If possible, she wanted to learn something and solidify her identity. As for the rest, she could discuss it when she returned to China. There would always be a way.

When Karl heard An Moxue ask this question, he said, "You can apply for the entrance exam. As long as you pass the exam, that's fine. You can also apply as an exchange student from your country."

"How is the exam conducted?" An Moxue wanted to know, wondering if she could pass.

“If you’re interested, I’ll find some materials for you to look at and learn from. If you’re confident, you can take the test. I think it shouldn’t be too difficult for someone as smart as you. The assessment hasn’t started yet this year.”

Karl made it sound so easy, but Kasha was dumbfounded. It wasn't that simple. Didn't you need a recommender and an exam?

Why is it so simple with this young man named Karl?

“Okay! Then I’ll have to trouble Karl. I’ll treat you to a big meal later,” An Moxue said happily.

Kasha glanced at the time and whispered to An Moxue, "Miss Jido, it's almost time for us to leave. It's not good to keep the people there waiting too long."

Carl said, "If you have other things to do, then go ahead and do them. I'll come find you when I've prepared the materials."

"Okay, thank you for your help, Carl."

"No trouble at all, it's a pleasure to serve such a beautiful lady." Karl was pleased; if things went smoothly, they would be alumni.

And so, An Moxue and Karl parted ways and went to a private house not far from the school. It was a detached European-style villa with an interior in beige and light gold, which looked noble, elegant and grand.

An Moxue was fairly satisfied. It was close to the school but a certain distance from other nearby houses, so privacy wasn't an issue. An Moxue liked it very much, except that the price was a bit high, but she felt it was acceptable—just a few dollars' worth.

And so, An Moxue bought her first house in Puda, and completed the formalities and obtained the property certificate on the same day.

The next day, An Moxue left the hotel and moved into the new house.

Now that An Moxue has her own house, she has more freedom of movement than when she was staying in a hotel.

That evening, An Moxue found an abandoned classroom at Puda University, took out a radio, sent a message to her contact, and also sent her first telegram since leaving home to Xu Qingfeng in China.

Back home, Xu Qingfeng received the telegram, and his anxiety, which had been hanging in the balance for many days, finally eased.

An Moxue waited in the classroom for an hour and received a reply from Xu Qingfeng, but she didn't receive a reply from the contact person. So she had to put away the radio and leave the school.

And so An Moxue put on a wig and colored contact lenses, transforming herself into a genuine Osiri, and wandered through the streets and alleys of Puda State every day.

That day, An Moxue finally received a reply from the other party, but when she looked at the address, she realized what a coincidence that it was in a small coffee shop near Puda University.

This time, An Moxue disguised herself as a rigid middle-aged woman, wearing black-rimmed glasses, a formal uniform, her hair neatly combed, and carrying a black leather bag.

When An Moxue arrived, there were only a few people sitting in the café. Perhaps because it was cold in Osiri, people preferred to go to bars to drink strong liquor, and there were relatively few people coming to the café.

As An Moxue walked inside, she observed the surroundings. One of the guests at the innermost table caught her attention. He was holding a newspaper, with his left leg crossed over his right, and a cup of coffee on the table. She could tell that the man was very tall.

An Moxue walked over slowly, each step as if measured. Everyone in the coffee shop looked up, but when they saw such a rigid woman, they lowered their heads again. Unaffected by others, An Moxue walked to the table next to the man, sat down, and ordered a coffee.

An Moxue turned her head slightly to look over, just as the man put down the newspaper in his hand. An Moxue saw the movement in his hand and also saw his face. She pretended to casually smooth her hair. Just then, the coffee was served. An Moxue thanked the waiter and took a sip of coffee to cover up her shock.

After finishing her coffee, An Moxue sat for a while and then left the coffee shop. The man followed her out of the coffee shop.

And so, An Moxue went first, and the man followed carefully behind, until he saw An Moxue enter a detached villa, at which point the man turned and left.

That night, when all was quiet and the tavern had closed, a man quietly sneaked into An Moxue's house. He was tall and well-proportioned. Just as the man was about to push the door open, An Moxue held a dagger to his neck.

"Don't move!" An Moxue said in a low voice.

The man chuckled softly, gently pushed away An Moxue's hand, and said, "Moxue, it's me, Wu Sicheng."

An Moxue suddenly felt bored and said, "How could it be you? I thought I was hallucinating during the day!"

As she spoke, she turned on the light and walked into the house.

Wu Sicheng followed behind, a smile he couldn't hide on his face, and asked, "Why can't it be me?"

“Hmm…” An Moxue was speechless for a moment. Could she say that she felt his face was not suitable for hiding?

It's clear he's been here all year, carrying out missions.

Once in the living room, An Moxue sat on the sofa and asked, "Have you brought everything?"

Wu Sicheng sat down on the sofa next to him, casually and naturally, with his hands empty. He didn't have the strictness of a soldier at all. His hair was already quite long and it wasn't a buzz cut. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. Looking at him like this, he looked more like a refined scholar.

He was staring at An Moxue, making her feel uncomfortable. Just as she was about to say something, he spoke up, "Moxue, how did you manage to dress yourself up as a rigid and serious middle-aged woman during the day?"