Kids Don't Know Better

After shaking off Wang Dong, Xue Lingyun turned a corner and headed toward the Teachers' Office Area.

Yan Shaozhe had approved another batch of medicinal herbs, so he could pick them up on the way.

Over the past three months, he had walked this route so many times that he could have done it with his eyes closed.

That was no exaggeration. He really had walked it too many times.

The office door was not fully shut, leaving a narrow crack.

Xue Lingyun pushed it open and casually greeted him. "Dean, I'm here."

Yan Shaozhe was sitting behind the office desk, looking over something. He glanced up at Xue Lingyun and nodded. "Have a seat."

Xue Lingyun did not sit. Instead, he began wandering around the office.

Over the past three months, Yan Shaozhe had clearly come to the Outer Court more often, and his office had changed along with it.

The bookshelves no longer held brand-new decorative books. They now contained genuine classics worth reading, with several bottles of wine and tins of tea beside them.

The office desk had become livelier too, covered with a brush rack, paperweights, little ornaments, and all sorts of odds and ends.

Xue Lingyun walked over to the bookshelf and casually picked up a bottle of wine to read its label.

Centennial Brew, Soul Beast Bone Soaked, beneficial for cultivation.

He picked up the tea tin beside it and opened it for a sniff. That was good stuff too; drinking it over time could nourish one's meridians.

Without even looking up, Yan Shaozhe spoke with a hint of helplessness in his voice. "Kid, every time you come here, you act like you're visiting your own home."

Xue Lingyun put down the tea tin and said offhandedly, "Your office finally looks decent now. Before,