As the deputy principal of the First University, Elder Ruoyu needed more wizards who understood art, because the wizard world is like a tall spire; the higher up you go, the less room there is to maneuver, which requires the wizards on top to learn to compromise with each other.
But for the ordinary wizards at the bottom, adhering to normalcy is the life they are most familiar with. The quarrels in the streets and alleys, the curses on the curb, the cunning vendors, the fiery housewives, the tails of flying brooms brushing past the pull-up banners in front of shops, the tricksters tossing fireballs and scorching the snow-white canopies outside the second-story loft.
Every day, Robert Lee deals with these trivial matters, witnessing the most common yet most endlessly varied disagreements in this world, yet he enjoys it.
