After the Magic Potion class ended, Zheng Qing didn't immediately leave the classroom with his classmates.
He hesitated in the corridor, holding "Standard Potion: First Year College", frequently peeking into the classroom at the Potionology professor.
Professor Li was answering difficult questions from a few eager young wizards about today's lesson.
Finally, after the last student left, the professor noticed the young wizard standing in the doorway.
"Zheng Qing?" Carrying his teaching materials, he walked out of the classroom, asking with an air of surprise: "Did you have trouble understanding anything from today's lesson? Although your base is quite weak, I think with Xiao Xiao's help, you should be able to keep up with the class, right..."
The candidness of his words was a bit harsh.
Zheng Qing was taken aback, almost forgetting the question he had wanted to ask.
