Over ten days later, Ning Chen returned to Heaven Dou City.
Everything in the Earl's Residence was as usual. The flowers and plants in the courtyard were neatly trimmed, and the servants attended to their duties, no different from when he had left.
Although this was Ning Hua's first time managing affairs, with Ye Lingling's help, he had kept matters large and small in both the residence and the Research Institute in good order, without any mishaps.
Moreover, Ning Hua himself was exceptionally talented and was about to cross the level-twenty threshold. He held a firm place in the leading group among the children with body martial souls. With his strength there for all to see, the others naturally accepted his authority.
Not long after Ning Chen sat down in the study, a soft knock came at the door.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Ning Hua walked in.
The boy was only eight, yet he kept his little face taut, trying hard to look composed and mature.
Holding a record book in both hands, he walked up to Ning Chen's desk, placed it squarely on the desktop, and said, "Director, these are the Research Institute's daily management records for the past month."
Daily management records were a rule Ning Chen had established.
The Research Institute took in children who were still half-grown. Although they had talent for martial soul cultivation, they came from difficult backgrounds and had varied temperaments. Without discipline and guidance, heaven only knew what trouble they might cause.
Thus, Ning Chen required someone to be assigned each day to record how the Research Institute's work was carried out.
Ning Chen picked up the book and casually leafed through it.
The records were quite detailed. Though the handwriting was still somewhat childish, every stroke had been written