Mu Ryan’s clarification gave Leo a lot to think about, especially with regards to his memory loss.

    The librarian had told him a couple days ago that they had 2-3 students every year that walked into the academy with issues of memory loss, meaning that this had to be a common occurrence.

    And between that scrawny kid that was beat up by Su Yang, Mu Ryan and himself, there were three students who suffered with memory loss this year as well.

    In Leo’s understanding, if this was such a common occurrence every year, then it would not be too bad if details about his memory loss were eventually leaked, however, not wanting to risk it, he still wanted to protect the secret as close to his chest as possible for now.

    "I see...." Leo replied in a heavy voice, as he swallowed a mouthful of food, before opening a stamina regeneration potion and taking a sip.

    "If all of us are from the Mu Clan, then why do you think Mu Shen was allowed to come to the academy with his memories intact? While you were allowed to keep your name, and I was assigned a fake name?" Leo asked, probing for more information from Mu Ryan, as he wanted to understand her take on the world.

    "To be honest big brother, I’m not too sure, but in my limited understanding of the Mu Clan, the upbringing of clan talents is not decided by the birth parents but the council of elders," Mu Ryan began, as she explained the topic to Leo with a passion.

    "They say that when a child comes of age, the elders sit and decide the best route for their growth, and based on the child’s personality and other factors, it’s decided as to how they are to be exposed to the world," Mu Ryan said, as she presented Leo with a very interesting theory.

    "If they are disciplined and their personality is deemed to be regal and fitting of the clan name, they don’t undergo a wiping of their memories.

    So my assumption is that brother Mu Shen fits that criteria.

    He keeps to himself, he doesn’t partake in bullying others and is a great talent.

    Definitely worthy of bearing the clan name" Mu Ryan explained, as she nodded her head in satisfaction.

    "In contrast, even though I don’t have my memories, I know for a fact that I’m a problem child.

    I have an eccentric personality and my range of emotions are wild.

    I can go from being really sad to really happy in a matter of moments, so it’s probably not a good look for the clan if I behave that way in the outer world.

    My assumption is that they decided I needed a fresh start to perhaps work on some of my flaws, which is probably why I woke up with a list of weaknesses to work on also imprinted in my brain" Mu Ryan said, as she tapped towards her forehead in glee.

    "Finally, I think you’re the worst of the bunch.

    "In so early? Skyshard? Don’t tell me you have that Dork Gene in you—" A male voice mocked him, as Leo turned to see Su Yang entering the room.

    Unlike him, he walked straight to the last row of the class, where he slouched until his head was barely above the table.

    "Theoretical classes bore me, I reserve my enthusiasm for the battlefield," He declared loudly, even though nobody was paying attention to him in particular.

    ’Guess he’s just a weirdo–’ Leo thought, as he ignored him, and patiently waited for the class to begin.

    ********

    A little while later, the class completely filled up, as Professor David walked into the room with an air of authority about himself.

    This seemed to be a common feature amongst all professors in the university, as they all seemed to exude an aura of strength and authority.

    After walking in, he took a quick glance at his watch, and on the exact stroke of 2:30 pm, broke off a piece of chalk and began writing on the blackboard behind him.

    *Tap*

    *Tap*

    *SCREECH*

    *Tap*

    ’What Is Mana?’ He wrote, before turning, as just as he was about to speak, a student came running into the class.

    *BOOM*

    With a casual flick of his wrist, Professor David flung the kid who came in late, with as much speed as he came in, as the poor student found himself slipping on the hard floor as he hit the passageway railing.

    "You’re late and hence you’re not welcome in my class.

    Try to enter without permission again, and I promise I will break your bones." David said in a cold, ruthless voice, as the poor student who dared walk in late, ran away from the professor’s sight in fear, not daring to linger before him any longer.