Teacher Zhi Doesn't Want Me as Her Student

The three members of the Education Committee looked at Teacher Zhi with displeasure, making her break out in a cold sweat.

Sweat streamed down her forehead, and she began to feel nervous.

Could it be that everything Ning Weiyang had said was true?

Had the Education Committee really told her to rest?

Teacher Zhi turned back to glance at Ning Weiyang.

Ning Weiyang wore an innocent expression, her eyes pure and guileless.

Yet Teacher Zhi somehow felt that this little girl was secretly mocking her.

However, Teacher Zhi's instincts were correct.

Ning Weiyang really was laughing at her inwardly.

I've never seen someone so good at courting trouble.

She wanted to see just what kind of person this Teacher Zhi really was.

"I..."

Faced with the oppressive aura radiating from the three Education Committee members, Teacher Zhi could only swallow, unable to say a word.

The matter was already clear. No matter what she said, she would be the one taught a lesson in the end.

Seeing Teacher Zhi stammering like this, Meng Shenji became certain that she had deliberately been making trouble for Ning Weiyang.

Remembering that he had just promised Xue Qinghe he would take good care of Ning Weiyang, Meng Shenji said sternly, "Teacher Zhi, is there anything else you would like to say?"

Since Teacher Zhi would not answer his question, he would take it as her tacit admission.

By now, Teacher Zhi was drenched in sweat. She only wanted to escape this place as quickly as possible. "I'm sorry, members of the Education Committee. This misunderstanding happened because I failed to ask clearly. I apologize to you. In the future, I will properly reflect on myself and will not make the same mistake again!"

Every bit of sincerity in her words was directed at Meng Shenji and the other two.

She did not mention Ning Weiyang in the slightest.

"A misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Teacher Zhi, why don't you explain it carefully?"

Bai Baoshan fixed Teacher Zhi with a sharp gaze. From his tone, he clearly had no intention of letting the matter end there.

"This..."

Teacher Zhi raised a hand to wipe away her sweat.

Even though the Education Committee office had cooling equipment, it did nothing to stop her from sweating.

"It's like this, uncles."

Teacher Zhi hesitated for a long time without speaking, so Ning Weiyang decided to lend her a hand.

Bai Baoshan shifted his gaze to Ning Weiyang.

His eyes visibly softened.

"Go ahead, Little Weiyang."

"Tell us exactly what happened!"

Bai Baoshan's final sentence was clearly meant to back Ning Weiyang up.

Teacher Zhi knew things had taken a turn for the worse.

But was there still any way to get past this?

No.

Teacher Zhi had not informed anyone when she came, and she had never expected Ning Weiyang to truly have backing—three members of the Education Committee, no less!

Someone who had only recently been driven out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had the three members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Education Committee as her backing. Did that make any sense?

It made no sense at all!

Teacher Zhi had not investigated this connection whatsoever!

"This is what happened..."

Ning Weiyang deliberately put on a pitiful expression and recounted everything exactly as it had happened, while adding a little embellishment along the way—"Teacher Zhi doesn't want to accept a student like me, whose Soul Power was only level three at birth. She looks down on me, and even after I told her my Soul Power had reached level thirteen, she still didn't believe me. It's almost time to eat now, but she still came all the way to the dormitory to make me keep running laps. I really can't run anymore. The weather is so hot. I want to catch up with the class's progress as soon as possible too, but I'm really weak. I can't catch up with Class C's progress in a single day. Uncles from the Education Committee, maybe I shouldn't attend Class C anymore. Teacher Zhi said she had never taught a student as poor as me. I'm so upset."

As she spoke, Ning Weiyang lowered her head. Her hands kept twisting together before her, and her voice grew quieter and quieter, as though she had truly been deeply affected.