Even during morning exercises, Xiao Xiao was still trying hard to explain to Zheng Qing that he used the word 'eat' precisely because he discussed too much medieval magic history with Sima last night and got used to the language of wizards from that era.
Zheng Qing brushed it off while absentmindedly practicing his unarmed combat.
Compared to those trivial matters with Doctor Xiao, he had much bigger troubles to worry about—the upcoming Moon Hunting, the training and participation of the Atonement Hunting Team which were very time-consuming; after entering sophomore year, academics grew increasingly heavy, weekly assignments were driving him crazy; besides these, there were the two Mouse People in the off-campus shop, the growing Poseidon, Jiang Yu, Su Shijun, the shadow, the slowly recovering Law book, the sapling in his mind, and the Little Green Snake perched on the sapling.
