Jiang Ding inspected the various aspects of the Vermilion Bird Imperial Academy one by one, then made his way to Joyful Union Saintess, the academy's vice principal.
She was in her office, dressed in a little black suit with a tie and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, writing and sketching something at her desk. It seemed to be a teaching plan.
Jiang Ding fell briefly silent.
"Heh heh!"
Fusang Saintess gave a derisive laugh and looked up at the sky.
"Oh my,"
"Brother Tushan, why have you come here?"
Joyful Union Saintess looked up in surprise and set down her pen.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
"It does not seem to suit your temperament."
Jiang Ding weighed his words before speaking.
He had always been willing to give respect and a certain degree of emotional validation to cultivators who worked for him and delivered outstanding results.
Relationships between people could not be purely about interests, especially among peak heavenly talents.
That was the lesson the earlier Fusang Saintess incident had taught him.
"This outfit?"
"Ta-da!"
Joyful Union Saintess was indeed very pleased. She stood up and spun around once before saying, "I read through the Imperial Academy's library. In your homeland, Brother Tushan, do many people dress like this?"
"So I decided to try it."
"Do you think it looks good, Brother Tushan?"
"Of course it does."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly.
After discussing cultivation matters for a while, Jiang Ding brought up the purpose of his visit. "The Imperial Academy's curriculum is somewhat too sparse. It needs courses in astronomy, geography, politics, military affairs, sword arts, and Daoist arts. We need to select suitable teachers, preferably Dao Sons with considerable attainments in these fields."
"Do you have any recommendations?"
"They only need to teach through clones normally. The Imperial