Yu looked at this group of little black ones, feeling the pressure mounting. Just at first glance, he knew the origin of these little black ones because he was a ghost.
In the upcoming arrangements, Yu Ziqing did not intervene, not even with the Little Merfolk, whom he allowed to attend school here.
Later, Yu Ziqing also planned to send the Little White Fox from Jinlan Mountain over.
Regardless of what they might learn, the younger generation could interact with each other. Whether they made friends or not, at least they would become familiar with one another, and in the future, they could support each other in some way.
When it was time to leave, the Little Merfolk with glasses was reluctant; she actually wanted to follow Yu Ziqing.
Even if everything she saw was filtered with a youth mode, appearing more beautiful than usual, the first normal person she saw without relying on a Magical Treasure was still Yu Ziqing.
