"Don't look at me like that."
"It's Old Yao who called you here today, not me. I'm just the messenger... Why send Katherine? Hasn't she dealt with you a few times already? It'd be so inconvenient with a newbie."
Korma sat lazily in the spacious sofa of Jiuyou Academy Dean's Office, occasionally opening her mouth to catch a peeled grape offered by the sprites.
So pleasant.
Zheng Qing watched this scene with a sense of helplessness.
"So, what's the matter that can't wait until after class?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the empty desk not far away: "Hasn't Old Yao arrived yet? Why did they have to pull me out in the middle of class, in front of everyone?"
"Is Katherine pretty?" Korma gave him a sidelong glance.
The boy was taken aback for a moment.
"What does it have to do with being pretty?" he replied, a bit puzzled and unwilling to answer—that Northern District Witch, truth be told, was quite attractive.
