Zheng Qing had actually left out one small detail.
Besides Poseidon, Maodou, the green snake, and those little sprites, he also looked after a group of cats on the Cat Fruit Tree and kept two Rat People in a shop on Pedestrian Street.
From that perspective, his reason for taking Magical Creatures as an elective was more than sufficient—it was simply only natural.
Of course, the real reason the young wizard had chosen this course had nothing to do with cats and dogs. This matter involved private matters and was not something to be shared with outsiders.
Not even the companions beside him.
Otherwise, Zheng Qing would have bet the tongue in the mouth of the little snake in his ear canal that within a second, they would have made enough noise for everyone in the entire teaching building to know.
The moment the young wizard thought of the teaching building, he heard those very words by his ear.
"That rotten intellectual who misleads students has entered the teaching building!"
The Stick Figure behind the door shouted at the top of its lungs. Zheng Qing looked up and saw that it had finally climbed to its feet, rubbing its eyes and tidying the few sparse, short hairs on its head.
This time, everyone in the classroom finally heard what it was yelling.
"Is it talking about Old Yao?" Fatty Xin asked his companions uncertainly.
Zhang Jixin sucked in a cold breath. "Then it's got some nerve... Did it call Old Yao a 'monster' earlier? Isn't it afraid the professor will tear its mouth apart?"
"Maybe it thinks the professor won't stoop to its level." Dr. Xiao scratched his head, a rare gesture for him.
Zheng Qing unfolded the piece of Mulberry paper he had crumpled in his hand. Staring at