Chapter 132 (2/2)

He felt something wrong before he entered the room his mother was in, because he could smell the scent of new books, and the window beside the room showed an elegant courtyard with mountains, river, and pavilions.

“Mom, what are we gonna do here?” Lin Fan asked.

Wei You said, “My son, I’m going to teach you how to read and caligraphy to develop your talent for your survival in the future.”

“Wh…” Lin Fan was dumbfounded as if his ears didn’t quite hear it clearly, “Mom, What are you talking about? I don’t need anything like that.”

“Mom, I want to cultivate, please let me cultivate and become stronger.”

Lin Fan’s original plan was very simple, stir a ruckus, killed people, strive to improve his qi, but all of a sudden, his mother told him to read and calligraphy, which sounded so far away from his goal.

“Your cultivation can wait. You must learn how to read and write first.” Wei You said, she knew what her junior brother said was very reasonable. If she didn’t make up her mind, she was afraid of the same cycle will happen again in the future.

If Wen Er was still alive, she would’ve done the same and strived to educate him emotionally first.

And he realized that because of Lin Fan.

“My son, don’t think of reading and writing as a waste of time. It will greatly help you in the future for your cultivation. I did this for your sake. I’m your mother after all.” Wei You said.

Lin Fan just stared at the brand-new books on the table.

He didn’t know what to say for a while.

Suddenly.

She thought of what she said to Lin Fan yesterday and made a suggestion.

“My son, I have spare time, so we can do it together, so you’re not bored. I won’t let you get off so easily if you slack off.” Wei You said.

She was basically like saying that if Lin Fan didn’t study properly, he would be punished.

“Please rest assured, since mother wants me to read and write calligraphy, your child will work hard to fulfill your expectation.” Lin Fan said.

Damn old hag.

At that time.

Lin Fan saw a figure standing in the distance.

When he looked closely, that figure turned out to be an old man, the Sect Master. He was smiling lightly.

He seemed to be very proud. That smile was telling Lin Fan that if Lin Fan dared to go against him, Lin Fan would know what’s coming to him.

He was sitting at the desk, with the book Thousands Text of Daoism in front of him.

That was a very common and boring book, which talked about a thousand kinds of teachings.

He preferred the book of Arabian Nights instead.

At least the story should be fun enough to kill some time.

The old lady was his foremost backing. If he made the old lady unhappy, worst case scenario, he might be detained in that house.

Sitting down and read a book was honestly very boring.

Wei You were so relieved to see Lin Fan could read books obediently. She wouldn’t let Lin Fan had the same destiny the same as her former son.

Lin Fan was holding the book and sang a song in his mind instead.

“One times one is one.”

“One times two is two.”

“One times three is three.”