"Your office is pretty cool... Are all these Cooling Talismans provided by the school?"
Zheng Qing rubbed the goosebumps rising on his arms and gave two dry laughs, speaking without thinking at all. He had originally wanted to take the opportunity to promote the Standard Talisman paper sold in his shop and liven up the conversation, but the moment he saw Su Shijun's expression, he decisively shut his mouth.
He might not have been very good at talking, but he had enough sense to know when he should keep quiet.
"Did you come here for something today?" Su Shijun lowered her eyelids and asked, enunciating every word. The Quill Pen in her hand had been bent into a horrifying arc. Zheng Qing seemed to hear the pen letting out a piercing scream.
The young wizard did not know what he had said wrong, but he knew he had to do something to make up for his earlier mistake. Otherwise, not only would he fail to get the help he sought, he would also bring new trouble upon himself.
"Poseidon!"
In the blink of an eye, the young wizard thought of a new reason. "Poseidon has been at school for quite a while now... You said before that you wanted her to enroll and sit in on classes at First University... I think she should be able to start next semester."
Having said that, Zheng Qing silently burned three sticks of incense for Little Fox.
Better a fellow cultivator die than me. Getting you shoved into a classroom ahead of schedule was absolutely not my intention—Zheng Qing could already imagine Little Fox's grief-stricken, despairing expression upon learning that she had to go to school. Her dream life was to chase butterflies every day, catch squirrels, gnaw on chicken legs, and relieve