Chen Xin discovered that although Oscar was a little sleazy, perhaps because he had been forced to fend for himself at such a young age, he was still kind at heart.
Perhaps having to survive on his own since childhood had taught him to read people's expressions at such a young age.
With Oscar around, whether because Ning Rongrong now had someone her own age for company or because she wanted to save face, she stopped crying and smiled more often. But Chen Xin still dreaded telling stories to coax her to sleep at night. He still could not learn how to tell a bedtime story.
With two children in tow, Chen Xin was in no hurry. They ambled along, and another three days passed on the road.
"Rongrong, we're here."
Looking at the outline of the village in the distance, Chen Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
Oscar jumped out of the carriage first and looked around. "Are we at Shrek Academy? Where is it? Where?"
Ning Rongrong followed close behind, lifting the curtain to see several rows of low yellow-mud houses before her. It was still morning, yet there were barely any roosters crowing, and not an early bird was in sight.
"Where is this?" Ning Rongrong pointed at the village before them. "This is Shrek Academy? This isn't even an academy!"
Chen Xin rubbed his nose. Had he not sensed traces of Flender's Soul Power inside, he would not have believed this was the Shrek Academy Ning Fengzhi had spoken of either. "According to the map the sect master gave us, it is indeed in here. There... really are traces of Flender's Soul Power here."
Oscar saw nothing wrong with it. These surroundings were much better than the places he had wandered before. "This place is pretty