Zhu Si's story, Zheng Qing naturally knew.
Perhaps this was also why Baoyangzi specifically chose this case to remind him. But Zheng Qing did not believe the two incidents had much in common.
"We are not seven or eight-year-old children, Professor." The young man rarely showed a firm attitude, making the witch beside him glance at him in surprise.
"Whether eight or eighteen, to us, there isn't much difference." The elder wizard from the relevant department pinched the thick law book, glaring at him with a snort—it's true, for someone a few hundred years old, the difference between eight and eighteen is indeed insignificant.
Zheng Qing still wanted to argue a bit.
Behind the desk, the headmaster of Jiuyou Academy tapped the pipe in his hand.
"Early graduation has already been confirmed as a matter of fact. And using the 'Time Converter' is the best option, without exception."
