Xuanwu Mansion, in the cafeteria.
Xue Jing came here to experience the students' meals and, after ordering many dishes, casually found a spot to sit down.
He had just taken his seat when a girl wearing a white martial arts uniform with shoulder-length short hair and a delicate face approached, holding a tray.
"Mr. Xue... can I eat with you?"
She asked cautiously.
Xue Jing glanced at her, nodded, and smiled warmly, "Sure, take a seat."
Perhaps it was the magic of the 'teacher' identity; although he was the same age as these students, there was always a sense of parental affection when facing them after gaining this title.
It was like dealing with children; he found himself having an extra measure of tolerance that he didn't usually show.
Maybe it also had to do with his being a person of two lifetimes; with this identity, could he exhibit the side that reflected his true psychological age?
