They said animals could understand human nature. Many of humanity's darker sides might go unnoticed by humans themselves, yet animals could sense them.
First Bobo, then Big Cat—Su Ming felt they were truly considerate. Whether serving as snarky commentators or actually getting things done, they were stronger and sharper than many people.
With Dream of a Thousand Cats guiding the conversation here, Su Ming found himself with nothing much to do. He could spare some attention for the apprentices in the lakeside pavilion and assess their studies.
Well, really, he was just watching for amusement. He was no spellcaster, and after watching for a while, he only saw them making lotus flowers bloom one moment and close the next. Wasn't that just having too much free time after a full meal? Had he been too lenient with their coursework?
He would add more later. Have them run an extra half-marathon every day to burn off their energy, so they would stop messing with his flowers whenever they had nothing to do.
Among the newest generation of apprentices, there was already a Liu Haizhu. He could even cast spells by replacing conventional incantations with three-character curse phrases. He was a true genius, and his hometown was That Village in Antarctica—of impeccable pedigree.
The others, however, seemed mediocre so far. They probably would never reach the level of Great Mage in their lives. They might as well train their bodies and settle for a life free of illness and disaster.
Even so, who could say whether any of them had Super Hearing? What the cat was talking about was far too bizarre. It would not be good for young people to hear it; they might end up delirious.
"Hamill."
The more Su Ming thought about it, the more displeased he became with