That night, the stars glittered brilliantly.
After seeing their teacher's stunning appearance, several students from Peach Blossom Spring Academy could not sleep.
Some gazed up at the starry sky, their eyes hazy with fascination, no one knowing what they were thinking about.
Some tossed and turned in bed, moaning a few times. When they came to their senses, they discovered that the bedsheets were wet.
Some were still practicing their boxing techniques in the academy square.
Under the Peach Tree in front of Peach Blossom Spring Academy, Ning Rongrong was suffering the consequences of her joy and being lectured by Ning Fengzhi:
"Slipping secretly out of the sect and running around the continent alone—do you know how dangerous that was?"
"But nothing happened, did it? If I hadn't slipped out secretly, how would I have had the chance to become the disciple of such a wonderful teacher?"
"So, Father, how did you and Grandpa Gu find this place?"
Ning Rongrong felt somewhat guilty, but whenever she thought of how her teacher was Unrivaled in the World, how she was now the only Soul Master in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who cultivated both defense and support, and how she even possessed offensive abilities, she instantly found her confidence.
Ning Fengzhi helplessly glanced at Ning Rongrong. "Do you think the way you sent those letters was discreet? Take a good look at what you wrote in them! If I hadn't come looking for you, who knows where you would have drifted off to by now!"
Gu Rong chimed in, "Exactly, Rongrong. You're so young, yet you've already learned to fall in love and secretly admire your teacher. That's not good. Look at what you wrote in those letters. Since ancient times, teacher-student romances have been looked down upon. You have