"Hey... hey... calling the Outer Celestial Headquarters... calling the Outer Celestial Headquarters... need support, need support..."
"Qingyang Altar Master, why haven't you started answering questions?"
The Qiongqi, instinctively squatting on the ground, looked up, dumbfounded, at the Divine Teachings' exam proctor next to him, then glanced around at the group of children writing away on metal touchpads, taking the Divine Teachings' military academic level exams in front of crystal screens.
