Wang Baole shook his head as he placed the documents down. He returned to the accommodations the school had prepared for him. It was a three-story pavilion built at the edge of a man-made lake. Thick Spirit Qi permeated the air, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful. Wang Baole sat down at the edge of the lake and began to recall the events of the past day. He sighed.
First, it's bumping into the giant tree, then it's an appointment in a school… I'm one of the Hundred Seedlings, the best looking guy in the Federation. I'm aiming for the stars. I shouldn't be here doing the job of a nanny! Wang Baole sighed with frustration. He was still fretting over his meeting with the giant tree.
The school environment wasn't bad, but it was still incomparable to being a Pavilion Head in the Ethereal Dao College.