The quiet night flowed like a clean spring, gurgling softly.
The binding on Lin Guo's horned Black Mountain Goat had been untied, allowing it to graze in the lawn outside the corridor for its late-night snack.
The lawn by the lake was carpeted with an array of herbaceous plants like clovers, portulacas, and cornflowers. Among them, there were plenty of medicinal herbs used in herbology. Compared to the dull grass in the Pet Garden, the plants here cater to the taste of the Black Mountain Goat much better.
Lin Guo was once worried that this practice of grazing would cause dissatisfaction among the school maintenance committee.
Still, Zheng Qing dismissively responded to this, "Did the reply from the committee in response to your application mention limiting its behaviour?"
Blinking, Lin Guo shook his head.
