"Really? So you've already written them, remember to bring your works the next time you come back, speaking of which, when will you go home again?"
Professor Wang Yuehai's eyes shimmered and gleamed with vitality as soon as he heard Master Damo say that he had already written a ton of academic books. He hastily set aside the annoying novel contract he had in hand and asked about the matter that was currently of the utmost importance to him.
"Hmm, I reckon it'll take about a week."
Master Damo calculated briefly with his fingers and then responded to his good buddy, Comrade Wang Yuehai.
Actually, Master Damo himself had mixed feelings now. That divine trickster thought, if his colleagues in the Celestial Court could show half the enthusiasm that Wang Yuehai did, maybe he wouldn't have had to descend to "make a living," right?
