It Doesn't Make Sense

Lu Heting looked at Da Bao with a loving gaze. "Da Bao, you're four years and three months old now. It's time for you to go to school. Don't listen to Lu Weijian's nonsense."

He could guess Da Bao's exact age after just a second. It was because he remembered the two hours he previously spent with Su Bei vividly. The moment was engraved in his bones and would never be forgotten.

"It's illogical." Da Bao's little face had the same calm expression as Lu Heting's. "One goes to school to learn things. If I already master these things now, wouldn't I be wasting my time by going to school?"

Lu Weijian clapped his hands. "That makes sense!"

It made more sense than what Lu Heting said.

However, Lu Heting's gaze made Lu Weijian take a few steps back.

Lu Heting lowered his head and looked at Da Bao. "The law in S Country states that children under the age of eight are completely incapacitated and have to rely on their legal guardians. What do you think?"