Ophelia's expression completely collapsed, her teary eyes fiercely glared at him, and she ran off, clutching her textbook covered in sticky notes.
Admiring the escaping figure, Luo Yan nodded in satisfaction, looking at the sticky notes in the drawer, he just felt that these were much more useful than magic.
Youyou's shadow appeared beside him, whispering a complaint.
"Lord Demon King, Youyou finds that you are truly wicked..."
Taking a sip of warm tea, Luo Yan calmly thought to himself.
"Aren't I doing it for her own good?"
Youyou: "But you say that to everyone..."
Hmm?
Do I really?
...
Time quickly reached dusk, but the "Genius Girl" from the Holy City, Ophelia, was still racking her brain over the first problem.
Ilana was a bit worried about her condition and was even more curious about what kind of difficult problem Prince Colin had given her, so she asked if Ophelia needed help.
This time, Ophelia was unpretentious and decisively sought help.
