"Dean Chen, haven't you packed your bags yet?!" On a hillside somewhere in Shuanghua Valley, San Zhangli looked none too pleased at Chen Mu, who was lying in a rocking chair with a rabbit in his arms.
"Academy Supervisor San, give me another three days. Please let me bid these rabbits farewell one by one." Chen Mu's expression was utterly sincere. "After all, I've been here for a year and a half. I watched these rabbits be born and grow up. I can't bear to leave them."
Can't bear my ass!
Three days, three days, then another three days. First it was packing his bags, and now it was saying goodbye to rabbits. It had been half a month already!
With that much time, you could've petted every rabbit in the valley!
San Zhangli's face darkened.
Chen Mu could not help looking embarrassed.
It was not that he was deliberately dragging things out. Mainly, he had yet to learn all the core Ghost Patterns of the Soul Stabilizing Stakes.
He had already asked around. The Lower Courtyard he was being sent to was called Tangshan Courtyard. It lay in the frigid northern lands, where Twin Flower Rabbits were not raised. Nor would there be Soul Stabilizing Stakes to serve as anchors for his Ghost Pattern studies.
During this half-month delay, Chen Mu had done nothing but study the Soul Stabilizing Stakes.
"If you still refuse to leave, I'll have no choice but to ask the Academy Supervisor to issue a Contract Edict." San Zhangli looked grim.
"I'll go, I'll go! The moment I finish lunch, I'll leave!" Chen Mu spouted nonsense with a solemn face.
You're a Qi Refining cultivator with a Dao Foundation. You could live on wind and dew without eating. What lunch are you talking about?!
San