On Friday evening, two days earlier, Li Meng had invited several familiar friends to Qingqiu Mansion to help the little maid named Su Ya gather and sort pumpkins.
Worried that his companions would discover his relationship with Su Shijun, the guilt-ridden publicly funded student had tried to use "Swift Eye" to avoid that day's work. He had sent Professor Yao a paper crane, claiming that his eyes were bothering him.
But Old Yao had not been at the university at the time, causing his plan to ultimately fail.
Fortunately, at the very last moment, the young wizard had seized the opportunity provided by Old Yao's reply to leave the classroom early. Then, with the help of a Transformation Potion, he had finally escaped disaster.
Now that Professor Yao stood before him and brought up the old matter again, the wizard could not help feeling guilty.
"Oh, that day... it's fine, it's fine now. Some sand got into my eyes that day, and I overreacted a little." Zheng Qing blinked, spinning a lie without hesitation as he tried to muddle through. "Later, I rinsed my eyes with eye drops, and then I was fine."
The explanation was sufficient and smooth. Its only flaw was that he seemed to have forgotten that the person standing before him was an Archwizard.
And an experienced Archwizard with profound attainments in countless fields, including spells, divination, and healing.
Although Professor Yao would not casually use mind-reading or magic such as Legilimency on his own students, that did not mean the old professor had failed to notice the flash of guilt crossing the young publicly funded student's face.
Lying before Old Yao truly was not a wise move.
The professor held a Quill Pen in one hand and pressed the other against the documents on the