People Should Give Each Other Space!

Wang Ling directly teleported home. He had locked his bedroom door in case Mother Wang suddenly came in and discovered he wasn't there. As long as he locked the door, Mother Wang usually wouldn't try coming in again after turning the doorknob and finding that the door wouldn't open. In her eyes, Wang Ling had always been a conscientious person; a locked door must mean that he was studying and didn't want to be interrupted.

So when Wang Ling returned home, he felt a little guilty; he had gone to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's place at noon, and it was now already half past three. He had played one game round with his family's Dog Two and then dealt with the matter of Mr Lu, which had resulted in him coming home later than he had expected.

He gave a sigh as he suddenly felt mentally tired.

Unfortunately, all of this was happening in the middle of the midterm exams, making him feel a little overwhelmed.

His forehead dropped heavily into his hand.