Xiao Mo walked into the classroom and escorted He Yeye outside. Only then did the children quiet down.
Xiao Mo first taught them some basic Confucian etiquette.
The children were all clever, and found it fresh and interesting, so they learned quickly.
Xiao Mo then had them introduce themselves, learning about their interests and memorizing their names.
Finally, he tested them to see how many characters they knew.
Of the dozen or so children, the one who knew the most characters was the little girl who had bowed to Xiao Mo outside the academy earlier.
Her name was Xu Yuerou. She recognized most commonly used characters and had even studied a little of the Confucian classics.
Some of the children, though, were only seven years old and didn't know a single character.
But that wasn't a problem. He could teach them little by little.
After all, barring any surprises, he'd be staying in Demon Suppressing City for a long time.
Xiao Mo handed out the textbooks he'd written the night before.
The books weren't just about Heart Learning. It took up only a very small portion, and that was the most basic and accessible part.
Most of the textbooks covered Confucian classics, along with some easier-to-understand ideas from Daoism, Buddhism, the Mohist School, and other traditions.
Learning was never something that happened overnight.
It was best to start with the basics and work toward the deeper material. There was no need to rush.
Xiao Mo's voice drifted out of the classroom, echoing through the courtyard.
Inside, every child listened attentively. Even those who couldn't understand tried their hardest to wrap their heads around the lesson.
Outside, Big Guy sat on the ground. He didn't care at all what Xiao Mo was teaching; he just watched the white clouds drift across