“It’s still early for the Affiliated School of the National Academy to open. Take a break before you go, Master.”

When Ling Xian said, Ling Li was thinking about Su Qingtan. He immediately nodded a little and pushed his wheelchair back to the study. He didn’t find that Lin Xian’s eyes shined.

“Master, don’t worry too much. I have burned incense for you. I’ll leave now.”

Ling Xian rubbed the flint to light the incense. Watching the ...