"So you do remember you have a homeroom teacher."
Zhou Yi rolled her eyes at Qian Ran in annoyance.
Qian Ran's long absence had put her under considerable mental strain. Not only the Martial Soul Department, but even the Soul Tool Department valued him highly. If anything had happened to him, she would have had no way to answer to the academy's senior management.
Only when she saw Qian Ran did she finally feel completely at ease.
This little bastard really never let her rest easy.
"Didn't I hurry over to report to you as soon as I got back?" Qian Ran smiled sheepishly. He should have reported in yesterday, but Wang Dong'er had been far too good at playing, leaving him so immersed that he couldn't pull himself away.
Although he had no fondness for Tang San whatsoever, he had to admit that Xiao Wu and Tang San really did have excellent genes.
Dong'er's wonders could only be described as an endless source of delight.
The pretty girls of this world really did share an inseparable bond with white tigers.
"You look so pleased. The Soul Ring you obtained this time must be pretty good. After being gone for so long, you'd better have something to show for it, or I won't let you off lightly." Qian Ran was Shrek Academy's most outstanding genius in the past hundred years, or even the past thousand.
Aside from Tang San of the first generation, Zhou Yi considered Qian Ran the greatest genius.
And even Tang San had been far inferior to Qian Ran at his age.
Naturally, Zhou Yi cared about a genius like him.
"I obtained a group healing Soul Skill." Qian Ran shrugged. He instinctively chose to conceal his monstrous Resurrection Technique. A Soul Skill like that could already