The next morning, Yang Tian got up early and began to prepare for today’s duel.
“Hu... hu... hu...”
After tidying up, Yang Tian pushed professor Shen Wu’s sleeping room open, and the smell of alcohol assaulted his nostrils. At this moment, professor Shen Wu was lying on the bed, snoring softly.
Yang Tian scratched his head, wondering if this old man had forgotten what had happened yesterday.
Yang Tian was about to speak when he heard professor Shen Wu mutter, “You go over first, this old man will sleep for a while.”
After professor Shen Wu finished speaking, he smacked his lips a few times and fell asleep again.
Yang Tian was helpless. He gently closed the door, brought little azure dragon out of Villa 099, and quickly walked towards the back door of the advanced student area.
Behind the Academy was a stretch of low hills. Ever since the academy was built, the students often fought here.
