Of course, Zhang Jing knew this very well.
Everything was done out of respect for him.
However... it is by deeds, not thoughts.
Moreover,
He couldn't stay in the Lower Realm for long, in the future his parents would still have to rely on the care given by the Dao Institute.
...
Outside, in the courtyard.
The numerous Dao Institute disciples who were chatting with each other were suddenly drawn to a faint sound of footsteps.
The next moment.
The air became instantly silent.
Everyone involuntarily rubbed their eyes, then stared in disbelief at a young figure standing next to the Academy Principal.
No one knew how much time had passed.
"Zhang... Senior Brother Zhang Jing?!"
Someone came back to their senses, yelling out unintentionally.
Shouts of surprise instantly brought the disciples of the Dao Institute back to reality.
In a flash.
Several scorching eyes turned to look at Zhang Jing.
"We pay our respects to Senior Brother Zhang Jing!"
