C1155 Iceberg Three Kills

Loong Hao raised his hand, but didn't say anything, nor did he stand up.

The teacher did not feel that anything was amiss with him. He was a good-natured old scholar with eyes. He had always been smiling and never got angry with anyone.

He didn't even hate people like Yan Xin, who often slept in class.

However, a Buddhist teacher like him might not be a good thing for students