"This..."
Hu Qiang looked at the sleeping Hu Dali, not knowing what to say.
His foolish son!
How embarrassing!
"Enlightenment Tea Leaves are rare treasures in the world!" Zhang Yang said helplessly to Hu Qiang. "It's just that their enlightenment effect is too powerful and takes a long time to digest, which is why I had him handle other matters first.
Let him sleep!
He'll be fine once he wakes up. Don't let anyone disturb him!"
Hu Qiang gave a bitter smile and said nothing.
Zhang Yang did not bother with Hu Dali either. He forcefully changed the subject and asked, "Uncle Hu Qiang, has the academy opened?"
"It has!" Hu Qiang nodded. "But the results haven't been good.
No one from our Demon Race has come to study.
Those little demons have slept after eating and eaten after sleeping ever since they were young... That is their way of growing up, and also their way of cultivating.
Once they grow up, it becomes even more impossible for them to attend school."
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. Every race had its own characteristics. Trying to sharpen the minds of these brutes would probably take a very long time.
"Come, let's go see how the academy is doing," Zhang Yang said.
Hu Qiang moved Hu Dali into the depths of Tiger Mountain, mainly because he was afraid someone would disturb Hu Dali.
Only then did he bring Zhang Yang to the academy.
"Headmaster, we've already gone to persuade them, but no one will come study!" One of the instructors looked utterly helpless. "That Zhu Xiaoming clearly promised to come read. Today, I went to pick him up for school and found that he had already fallen asleep."
The headmaster was an old man with snow-white hair and beard, currently tugging worriedly at