"Wanyuan." An old voice sounded behind her. Xia Wanyuan turned around and saw that it was the Principal of Qing University back then.
When Xia Wanyuan left, the principal was in his prime. Now, he had white hair and looked much older.
"Principal." Xia Wanyuan smiled and greeted the principal.
"It's good that you're back." The old principal had already retired behind the scenes. He nodded, his eyes filled with relief. "Now that you're back, the Qing University campus still needs you."
"As long as Qing University still wants me, I'm naturally willing to continue teaching here."
"Okay, do you want to walk??" After not seeing Xia Wanyuan for many years, the principal had many things to ask her.
"Okay."
Unfortunately, not long after the two of them walked out, the professors from the various departments who had already heard the news rushed over and surrounded Xia Wanyuan, asking about her situation.
