The Persimmon Dispute Has Always Been Thus; I Grant a Change of Title, Already an Act of Mercy

Lin Li truly had no idea what expression he should be wearing right now, nor what expression he was currently wearing.

The homework Milk Dragon and Sasuke's dad had to write was probably quite a burden for them. They would likely have to use up all the ink in their pens before they could write something that satisfied Wu Huizhen.

Sigh, perhaps that was the sorrow of middle-aged men—after their student days ended, everyone had fewer and fewer chances to write with pens. Naturally, they became increasingly incapable when it came to homework, and by middle age, it was inevitable that it would all erupt.

Fortunately, he was a cultivator, so he probably would not have such worries.

"Brother Lin Li? Do you know why? Why do you get scolded for finishing homework quickly?"

Seeing that Lin Li had not answered for a long time, Milk Dragon persistently pressed on, his eyes filled with Ding Zhen's thirst for knowledge.

"Milk Dragon," Lin Li said, rubbing Li Milk Dragon's head and trying his best to speak like a normal person, "finishing homework quickly means your dad didn't do it carefully. If, after finishing it, not a single question is answered in a way your mom finds satisfactory, then of course she'll be unhappy. Being fast like that is useless. So while being slow is not necessarily good, blindly pursuing speed is even worse. Remember that, understand?"

"Oh, oh, Milk Dragon understands." Milk Dragon nodded, though from his expression, he seemed only half to understand. Whether he truly got it or not was hard to say.

"Then work hard on your homework, Milk Dragon. I'll be watching you."

"Thank you, Brother. I won't disappoint your expectations." Milk Dragon nodded heavily. "Because I am Milk Dragon!"

Lin Li blinked.

Actually, Milk Dragon had