Don't Think About Me, much less My Money

With her new mask on, Yu Huang sat cross-legged at the small desk on the window sill of the rented room and began to study.

To be honest, the knowledge points that Lin Jiansheng had sorted out was very comprehensive, completely in line with Yu Huang, a dabbler student's studies.

Just as Yu Huang finished reading a knowledge point, she heard a scoff in her mind. Then, Su Tingxue's sharp voice was heard. "It's been more than 600 years, but this is still the curriculum. There has been no improvement at all."

Yu Huang heard it but pretended not to hear it and continued reading. She memorized a few knowledge points and heard Su Tingxue say, "Are you a pig? You only remembered such a simple content after memorizing it twice!"

Yu Huang couldn't take it anymore. She put aside the reference book and threatened Su Tingxue mentally, "If you make another sound, I'll send you to Saint Xuan Ye!"

Su Tingxue immediately quieted down.