"Wait, are you playing Minecraft in the Luofu?"
"Everyone was only allotted so much space to begin with, yet you went and expanded yours yourself."
"Couldn't be helped."
Facing March 7th's complaints, Yan Huan spread his hands.
"If I didn't make it luxurious enough, what if people left?"
Xi Kui had once told him that, aside from the time he personally spent in the realm, his compensation was also tied to these trainees.
The number of trainees who came to train each day, the time they spent cultivating in the realm... all of it was used to determine his pay.
If Xi Kui had not strongly objected, Yan Huan had actually wanted to lock the realm's entrance shut.
People could only enter, not leave.
Wouldn't that boost his performance?
"Alright, time to assign tasks."
"You. Teach that fool next to you how to read." Yan Huan looked at March 7th and ordered.
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"Me?"
March 7th pointed at herself, utterly incredulous.
"Wait, she couldn't read before?!"
Hearing that, Sushang, who stood nearby, gave an awkward smile.
"Um... I can read. Just not very much."
"I'm bad at language arts."
"Being bad at language arts is a major taboo." Yan Huan sat at the very top of the main hall, dressed in a dragon robe and wearing a jade crown. With a sweep of his wide sleeve—
"What if someone saw that weakness and set a trap for you?"
"For example, they deliberately drafted a confession, making you admit to murder, arson, and overthrowing the Xianzhou, then tricked you into thinking it was a promotion order. You'd sign it without understanding a thing."
"When you're tied to a cross and burned alive, you'll understand the importance of language arts!"
"Uh... if I could learn it, I would've learned it already."
Sushang