Zheng Qing reached out and grabbed the horn of the black mountain goat in front of him. It blinked its innocent big eyes, motionless, reminding him of Asmodeus at the Seven Sins meeting last night.
Only this wasn't the meeting room of the Seven Sins, and this black mountain goat was just an ordinary goat.
At this moment, he was in the classroom of Imperial Decree Studies.
This was the second class on Saturday morning. Since the class time was squeezed out through Time Conversion, Zheng Qing was already feeling a bit hungry as the class was about to end.
However, just about half an hour before class was over, the professor suddenly initiated a test, requiring each student to write a decree and make the goat in front of them perform a samba dance to pass.
Thus, there was the scene of confrontation above.
