"Report!"
"Come in."
Zhou Ping'an sat in his office, his expression stern.
In the not-so-far distance, at villa number 18 in Jinguiyuan, his mother had just finished watering the flowers, took off her gloves, and walked towards the kitchen to prepare dinner for the day.
His sister, Zhou Lan, stood up from her desk and stretched lazily.
She sat down again, flipped through some books for a while, then sighed and threw the books and pen aside, no longer bothering to look at them.
Instead, she stood in her own bedroom, arranging herself into the Gentle Water Eight Steps stance, her chest rising and falling, evidently also employing the Tidal Breathing Technique.
Even his slowly reacting sister should have understood by now.
Even if she wanted to continue studying for college, it was no longer practical.
Compared to what she was currently learning, going to another city to acquire some knowledge that wasn't of much use was clearly less important.
