"Understood. It's been tough for you, teacher, these past two months."
Lei Ming said, bowing deeply to Yang Yan.
Soon, her figure started to gradually distort and then slowly turned into nothingness.
In just the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace.
"Hmm, at this stage, I've taught this girl everything I can, from now on it's up to her own understanding, and then..."
Yang Yan paused for a moment and continued muttering to himself:
"Next, it's personal time."
His figure disappeared into thin air along with the last syllable.
Yang Yan was never a diligent person.
In his view, life is too short, it should be used to enjoy rather than wasted on those so-called proper matters.
Especially when he has the ability to do things his own way and make his life better.
Yang Yan has always found the relationship between England and Scotland difficult to understand over the years.
