"Ahtal, I don't think I'm suited to be your teacher," Buchi said, his head lowered, his expression a mixture of dejection and loss.
Having a student who was too talented was a very painful thing for him as a teacher, as they could easily catch up to him.
Before long, there was nothing left to teach.
Of course, he still had some knowledge to impart, which could probably last about half a month.
Rather than be embarrassed in half a month, it was better to leave early.
Xi Mu closed his palm, where flames danced, knowing Buchi was starting to feel inferior again. This character was quite sensitive at heart, mixed with the pride of a mage but also coupled with a sense of inadequacy due to his own limited abilities, and reluctant to do some unsavory things, which made his life quite constrained.
The whole person was in a very twisted state.
"Is it because you want to immerse yourself fully in research?" he asked, seemingly oblivious to Buchi's inferiority complex, and nodded:
