Lin Li saw a young man dressed in luxurious white robes looking at another, more plainly dressed young man with disdain.
"Alder, what right does a fallen viscount like you have to attend the same class as this Young Master? What's laughable is that you actually want to compete with this Young Master for Class Monitor. Do you deserve it?"
The luxuriously dressed youth disdainfully turned the ring on his hand and spoke indifferently.
The plainly dressed youth—no, Alder—looked at him with a serious expression and said calmly, "The teacher said that class positions are determined by Soul Power. I'm level twenty-seven, while you're only level twenty-one, so I rightfully deserve to be Class Monitor, Charles."
After hearing this—
Charles mercilessly slapped him across the face. A vicious gleam flashed through his eyes as he said coldly, "This is the first time. If I hear you speak like that again, I'll turn your fallen noble family into impoverished commoners."
After saying that, Charles left, leaving Alder standing there with an indignant and grief-stricken expression.
The guard behind Lin Li looked somewhat embarrassed and immediately explained, "Soul Ancestor, the students of the Royal Academy are all quite good. However, the one who hit him just now is Princess Xue Xing's biological nephew and the youngest son of Earl Huiyao of the Heaven Dou Empire."
He would not have bothered explaining himself to an ordinary Soul Ancestor, but the young woman before him was different. Putting aside her age, her Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Soul Skill alone—
was enough to show that her future was limitless. He did not want her to form a bad impression of the academy.
Seeing this, Lin Li honestly felt no ripples in her heart. Even at schools in her previous life, there had been people who enjoyed bullying