Ye Ming wanted to escape from reality already.
What he learned in these 2 weeks was equivalent to a normal student who had to study from elementary school to College where they were striving for a Master's Degree.
Had it not been for his powerful soul and his Mother's miraculous pills, he would have suffocated to death from an overload of knowledge.
"Hmm, you did learn all the Professions in these past 2 weeks." Nodding, Ye Qing Lei knew she had gone a little bit overboard.
Yes, just a little bit.
In her opinion, she was already holding back a lot. Otherwise, if she was really serious, then what Ye Ming learned would have multiples by at least 30 times.
If Ye Ming were to ever know of her thought process, then he might just write a small letter and escape from the world.
"Young Master has worked hard." Amidst his daze, Qing Lan sweetly arrived and brought over a tray of amazing food.
Smelling the aroma, Ye Ming realized his maid really knew how to nourish his sanity.
