Chapter 416: purple ink leaking from the ceiling... ...

The corners of Ling Jue's lips curled up. This time, she did not tease it. Instead, she looked up at the sky, her thoughts drifting away.

Seeing that she did not speak, Tang Yuan did not say anything either. It nudged her and closed its eyes.

'Lord Jue, you still have Tang Yuan.'

'From now on, it has to be a sensible insect. It will never cause Lord Jue any more trouble. It has to be obedient...'

...

The next day.

Ling Jue was still very relaxed during today's training. Everyone was also much more relaxed.

They were a hundred times freer than when Yao Zhang was around. Everyone was very happy with this kind of training.

The class next door was trying their best to win. They were sweating profusely on the field.

There was only Class A 1. Looking at this group of people, there seemed to be no sense of urgency.

Ling Jue sat on the stone block and looked at the sky, while Lu Yilie slept in the grass.

The others were playing basketball leisurely, while their instructor was even more serious. He lay on the stone and slept soundly.

Mu Chen from their class also slept in the shade of the field. He almost drooled.

...

Although Tang Yuan said that it had to be sensible, it was difficult for it to hold back the tumult in its stomach.

Sure enough, eating too many pig trotters would stink.

It was going to stir up trouble.

After sneaking out from Lord Jue's place, it looked for traces of the old man in the various classrooms.

It was rare for Lord Tang Yuan to poop a few times in its life. It had to leave it for the 'important' person.

It held it in until its little face was red. It looked for him in every classroom.

There was no guarantee that it would be able to hold it in for another ten minutes.

It clenched its little paws and held it in with all its might. "No! I must be a principled worm. I promised to teach that old man who bullied Lord Jue a lesson. I must teach him a lesson!"

Pfft!

A strange sound came from behind it. Tang Yuan's face turned red. F*ck, Lord Tang Yuan actually farted.

No...

It couldn't hold it in anymore!

"I heard that Professor Xia is having a class on the third floor. It's a rare opportunity to hear it."

"Yeah, let's hurry. I heard that it has already started for ten minutes."

"This Professor Xia is also President Feng's teacher."

"That's right. But now, the two of them have fallen out."

"..."

Tang Yuan heard the gossip from the little girl in the corridor and a hint of doubt flashed across its eyes. "Does Lord Jue hate that old man because of that handsome young man? No! I can't hold it in anymore!"

It flew straight up to the third floor and indeed found Professor Xia in a large lecture hall.

He was currently giving a lecture and there were many students sitting below him. There were also a few principals from other schools. They were all highly respected figures.

Tang Yuan did not understand. He only wanted to poop.

It was delighted and immediately jumped to the top of his head. "Old man, Lord Tang Yuan has finally found you!"

The top of his head was even waxed and shiny.

Tang Yuan originally wanted to lie down and poop, but the smell was too bad, so it simply pulled it from the air.

It aimed at his head, and something that looked like purple ink fell.

The students sitting below were stunned. They stared at the ceiling above Professor Xia's head. It seemed as if something had fallen...

The two girls rushed to the door. "Reporting!"

Professor Xia threw down the chalk in his hand and said to the two, "Come in."

But after talking for a long time, he found that the two people were still standing at the door, dumbfounded.

His old face wrinkled. "What's wrong?"

Suddenly, he felt something warm above his head...

The two people looked at him in horror. "Professor, the roof might have leaked..."

Purple ink leaked out... But this ink tasted a little strange...

After Tang Yuan was done with it, it shook its fur and stretched its body comfortably. "Great. Time to go back and find Lord Jue to sleep."

After saying that, it flew out, completely ignoring the horror of everyone looking up at the purple ink leaking out of the ceiling.