Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Upon hearing the other person's words, Ron understood that they were going to tell him the whole story. Zhang Jie also sat up and waited for them to speak.

The old man gently picked up the teacup on the table with his right hand, took a sip, and then spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Do you know why I, the old man, want you to have a good dream?"

Ron shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

To be honest, he was genuinely curious about what the secret was. Surely this old guy wasn't just messing with him, right? That would be really beneath him.

Who would have a powerful wizard at the level of a third-ring master playing with a little kid?

The vice-dean, Latour, naturally saw through the boy's thoughts and couldn't help but let out a cold snort of annoyance, then gently poked the boy's forehead with his finger:

"When I see you lying to your two girlfriends, your mind works really fast, but you haven't noticed any changes in yourself yet. I'm starting to wonder if I misjudged you and made such a fool my student."

Ron paused for a moment upon hearing the other person's words, but he wasn't annoyed.

He hurriedly used his mental energy to probe his body, and it would have been better if he hadn't. The probe revealed subtle yet perfectly timed changes.

Feeling the vibrant life force emanating from within his body, and the hidden injuries he had sustained during the assessment due to the rampage of the Morok Firefeather Bird bloodline within him, have now all disappeared.

What surprised him even more was the transformation of his mental strength.

Originally, due to the convergence of multiple spiritual energies within his body and the influence of residual spiritual power in his bloodline, the quality of his spiritual energy had declined. However, after this journey through the dream world, Ron discovered that the quality of his spiritual energy had significantly improved compared to before.

These changes in various aspects made him unable to help but show a look of joy on his face.

Seeing this, the old man opposite smiled and continued, "How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I? Young people like you are still very impetuous. When something happens, you easily act without thinking. But I still want to teach you that sometimes we can't act impulsively."

Especially for wizards, situations where anger controls reason must be avoided, otherwise unforeseen consequences may occur.

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately understood the deeper meaning behind the words.

The other person wasn't referring to the slight dissatisfaction they had felt before being called out, but rather to what happened during that assessment.

Ron knew he had been a bit carried away at the time; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so affected by the residual spirituality of his bloodline, which led to that outcome.

Although the matter was eventually resolved satisfactorily, the process was indeed quite unpleasant to witness.

Having understood this, Ron immediately composed himself, bowed deeply to the old man before him with a solemn expression, and said sincerely:

"Thank you very much for your guidance, Mr. Latour. I will certainly remember it."

The old man nodded, stroking his gray beard with satisfaction. "Since you understand, I won't waste any more time on you, lest you find this old man annoying again. Now let's talk about what we gained in this dream world. How was it? Did you sense any changes in the academy?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the snow-covered world outside the window.

Ron followed the other person's finger and looked in that direction, but quickly looked away. He then nodded to the old man in front of him without saying a word.

"Hehe, it's normal for things to change. After all, you had a dream that lasted quite a while. In the ten days or so you were in your dream, two whole months have passed outside."

Two months?!

The old man's words startled Ron. Although he had long expected that time would flow differently in the dream world and the real world, he had not anticipated that the difference would be so great, especially since time flowed slower in the dream world than in the real world.

After all, logically speaking, time flows faster in a person's dreams than in reality.

For example, some people have only one dream a night, yet they can spend an entire lifetime in that dream.

However, the situation was completely different for him. Although there wasn't such a large difference in the flow of time, the ten days in his dream were equivalent to two months outside, which still made him feel somewhat incredulous and he didn't understand the underlying principle.

Latour clearly saw the doubt in the boy's heart, but he didn't want to explain too much to his disciple for the time being.

It's best to know less about some things until you reach that stage.

Especially in this world where knowledge is polluted, we must restrain our curiosity and not try to explore things beyond our understanding, otherwise we may bring disaster upon ourselves.

Seeing the old man's calm and collected demeanor, Lu Wen immediately understood that the other party probably didn't want to explain too much to him.

He didn't dwell on the topic any further; he figured he'd find out sooner or later if the opportunity arose.

If you don't have the opportunity, then knowing this won't be of much use to you.

"Alright, that's all. If there's nothing else, you should head back now. Your two girlfriends have probably been worried about you these past two months. If they haven't seen you by then, they might have brought Salin and Felix over. Old man, I don't like watching you young people bickering; it's so boring."

This is clearly an invitation to leave.

Ron was a sensible person. Since the other party had no intention of keeping him around, he naturally wouldn't shamelessly stay there. Anyway, he had already gotten all the benefits he could get. There were no benefits to be gained from nagging. In his current state, he couldn't digest them anyway. He might as well do as the other party suggested and go back to see his senior and Adele.

It's been so long since we last met, I've really missed you.

The boy bowed deeply once more to the old man sitting in the recliner in front of him, then walked down the stairs with cheerful steps, his back revealing a sense of composure and ease.

"Lord Latour, the little one is gone, what about me?"

Just after Ron disappeared into the room on the top floor of the Crimson Tower, a charming voice full of mature allure came from the shadows a short while later.

The last black cat quietly appeared where Ron had just been standing.

Those dark green eyes, like alluring hooks, stared at the old man lying in the chair, filled with an indescribable meaning. And those words just now came from the mouth of this little black cat.