Your Teeth Are So Far Apart, You Whistle When You Talk

Meng Shenji frowned, looking rather displeased.

Ning Weiyang rested for a while before answering in broken breaths, "Teacher... wanted me... to make up... my progress..."

"Is this the weather for making up progress?"

He had only just promised Xue Qinghe at Heaven Dou Royal Palace that Ning Weiyang would not be mistreated, yet something like this had happened already?

This was no longer about catching up. Someone was clearly deliberately making things difficult for Ning Weiyang.

Xue Qinghe had been right when he said Little Weiyang was soft-hearted. Even after being treated like this, she had not once suspected that someone was targeting her.

Meng Shenji's expression was far from pleasant, but his tone softened considerably when he spoke to Ning Weiyang. "Go back to your dorm and rest first. If Teacher Zhi asks, tell her I approved it."

As he spoke, he took two small boxes from his pocket and handed them to Ning Weiyang. "These are rewards from His Highness the Crown Prince. Treasure them. Also, I have already settled the matter of you becoming an exchange student at Spirit Hall Academy. Once all the arrangements are ready, I'll notify you."

"Since your Soul Power Level hasn't fallen behind, rest properly these next few days. Don't keep running laps on the field under the blazing sun. If Teacher Zhi insists on making you run, tell her to come find me. I'll have a proper talk with her."

"Okay. Thank you, Uncle Meng."

Ning Weiyang accepted the little boxes Meng Shenji handed over, a little surprised.

Xue Qinghe had actually given her rewards?

That did not seem very reasonable.

They had merely met by chance, and he had lent her a hand.

Logically speaking, there should not have been anything more between them.

Holding the boxes, Ning Weiyang jogged back to the girls' dormitory.

The first thing Ning Weiyang did after returning to the dorm was take off her clothes and bathe.

She was nearly at her limit.

The moment the cold water washed over her, she felt as though the whole world had brightened.

She let out a comfortable breath and washed her hair while she was at it.

After bathing, Ning Weiyang sat at the table, preparing to open the boxes and see what good things Xue Qinghe had given her.

A thousand-year-old ginseng and a scented pouch embroidered with Peony Flowers.

"..."

Ning Weiyang had thought Xue Qinghe would give her some money.

Instead...

She picked up the thousand-year-old ginseng and examined it.

It did look fairly old.

But seeing it reminded Ning Weiyang of the medicinal garden in Sunset Forest.

Compared to this, those Immortal Herbs were far more worth taking a bite out of.

Setting down the thousand-year-old ginseng, Ning Weiyang picked up the scented pouch and inspected it.

Xue Qinghe was a prince, after all. Surely he would not give her an ordinary scented pouch that looked like it was worth less than a single Gold Soul Coin?

Ning Weiyang studied the pouch for quite a while.

Then, an idea suddenly struck her.

She poured Soul Power into the pouch.

Sure enough, the pouch changed, glowing with light.

Ning Weiyang picked up the box containing the ginseng and tried tossing it into the pouch.

Just as she had expected, the box was stored inside the pouch.

"Oh, a Storage Spirit Tool."

Ning Weiyang understood.

"Then it's actually quite valuable."

Soul Tools were rare and uncommon in this era.

Thinking about it that way, Xue Qinghe really had treated her quite well.

It was just that she found the whole situation rather strange.

Given Xue Qinghe's personality, he would not do anything without reason...

But Ning Weiyang could not figure out why he had done this.

"Ning Weiyang! Have you gone completely out of control?! I told you to train by yourself on the field, but you just left without permission and even returned to the dormitory! What, are you trying to fly to the heavens?!"

A furious scolding suddenly came from outside the dormitory door, followed by loud banging against it.

"Ning Weiyang! Come out!"

Teacher Zhi's displeased voice was exceptionally piercing.

Ning Weiyang dug at her ears, feeling rather helpless.

She put away the Soul Tool and went to open the door.

"Teacher Zhi..."

Before Ning Weiyang could finish speaking, the short-haired woman standing outside began berating her—

"Ning Weiyang, do you even understand the gap between yourself and the other students? You only have level three Innate Soul Power, and you're a plant-type Spirit Master. Don't you have any self-awareness at all?!"

"If you don't work hard, how are you supposed to compare with the other students?! With that kind of attitude, I don't think you need to keep studying in Class C. Just go tell the Education Committee that you're quitting!"

Teacher Zhi looked furious, like an enraged little bird.

Ning Weiyang pursed her lips and instinctively raised a hand to shield her face, narrowly avoiding getting sprayed by Teacher Zhi's spittle.

"Teacher Zhi, your teeth are so far apart, you whistle when you talk."