Three years later. Dusk.
Sitting quietly on the bed with legs crossed, the now fourteen-year-old Ji Dong seemed much more mature. At fourteen, he had grown to almost 1.7 meters tall, and perhaps due to being a human for two lifetimes, he appeared increasingly steady.
His three years as an auditing student had been quite carefree. After all, when Yang Bingtian initially decided to keep him, it was also for his own selfish reasons. At least with Ji Dong around, he could continue enjoying the fine wines.
There were benefits to being an auditing student. Ji Dong could go to either the Bing Fire Department or Ding Fire Department to learn what he wanted anytime. He also had more time for cultivation.
With his continuous persuasion, Flame agreed three years ago to let him spend an extra two hours at Core Lake. In the three years since, he had not wasted a single moment.
