Su He found the usual spot and lay down; it was right on the southern edge of the classroom. His body was too large, and lying at the front would block others' view.
Fortunately, after evolving, his eyesight had greatly improved, clear enough to see in the night as well, so his location didn't matter much. Here, the sunlight was also pleasant.
Su He, despite having grown a dragon head and tail and looking more like a Dragon Turtle, hadn't left the category of turtles. He was still a cold-blooded animal who loved the sun and craved shrimp.
Just as he lay down, a disciple crept over quietly, "Uncle Dragon Turtle, did you hear about it?"
The disciple had the look of a thief about him, "Water Quiet Uncle Master from Quiet Water Mountain has had an accident."
Su He was startled for a moment before he realized who this was, Qiao Ling's master, that Daoist nun who had once opposed him in court with a simple mind but extreme partiality.
