Flender cleared his throat and said to Ning Rongrong in a deep voice:
"Ning Rongrong, do you think you can do whatever you please just because you're the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
"You were also at fault in what happened today!
"Your words are harsh and cutting, you don't know how to respect others, and you look down on everyone just because of your sect's influence—temper like yours, no matter how gifted you are, you'll never amount to much in the future!
"At Shrek Academy, there are no young ladies. There are only students who need to cultivate diligently.
"And among everyone here, your talent is the worst, yet you refuse to work hard.
"If you can't stand it, then get the hell back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect right now!"
Those words pierced Ning Rongrong's heart like knives. Her eyes reddened, but she stubbornly held back her tears.
Looking at the gazes of those before her, she suddenly found them utterly unfamiliar—there was none of the warmth of Barak Palace here, only cold accusations and unfair treatment.
Dai Mubai stood to one side with a trace of satisfaction on his face;
Tang San frowned slightly, seeming to feel that Flender's words were somewhat too harsh, yet he did not speak up in rebuttal;
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong, a flicker of sympathy passing through her eyes, but she ultimately remained silent. Ning Rongrong and Dai Mubai were at odds, and her only possible chance of surviving lay with Dai Mubai. Even if the whole matter had started because Ning Rongrong had stood up for her, for that slim chance at survival, she could only choose not to speak.
The setting sun over Suotuo City stretched their shadows long, and the atmosphere