Zhou Yi's Forced Apology, Mu Jin's Teaching Methods

At that thought, Zhou Yi took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "Xue Nianbing, Teacher was wrong about what happened just now. I hope you won't take it to heart."

The moment she said this—

Mu Jin's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Zhou Yi.

She apologized!

Zhou Yi actually apologized!

Was this really the Zhou Yi she knew?

"Good that you know you were wrong. As for whether I'll take it to heart, out of respect for you, I'll certainly remember it."

Xue Nianbing's reply left Mu Jin completely dumbfounded.

Mu Jin instinctively looked at Zhou Yi. Sure enough, Zhou Yi's expression was utterly awful, as though she had swallowed fly droppings.

Good heavens, what exactly had happened?

Who was Xue Nianbing, to make the academy's higher-ups personally step in and force Zhou Yi to apologize?

Mu Jin was no fool. She had already guessed that someone had sent Zhou Yi a voice transmission and ordered her to apologize to Xue Nianbing.

There were quite a few people in the entire academy who could make Zhou Yi yield, but not that many.

For Xue Nianbing to have someone like that speak up for him, his background must have been terrifyingly powerful.

My student... is incredible! Mu Jin's heart instantly overflowed with joy.

She had never gotten along with Zhou Yi. Naturally, she was delighted to see her rival suffer a setback.

Xue Nianbing could see Zhou Yi's pent-up resentment, but he did not care. Instead, he pointed in a certain direction and said, "You should spend more time caring about your own students. They've already collapsed from exhaustion."

After saying that, he ignored Zhou Yi and turned to record the number of laps his classmates had run.

Zhou Yi could only return to Class One's group with a bellyful of anger.

Looking at the exhausted students, the anger she had been holding in finally erupted. She said coldly, "A bunch of trash. You're exhausted after running a few laps, and you still have the nerve to call yourselves Shrek students?"

The moment she said this—

The Class One students' expressions immediately turned ugly.

This devil of a teacher was not only cruel in her methods, but her words were just as harsh.

Senior Brother and Teacher Xiao Ya were right. This teacher has such a terrible temper...

Amid the crowd, Huo Yuhao thought to himself.

If he had not possessed the Mysterious Heaven Skill, there was no way he could have completed this running task.

"You lot, pack your things and get out!" Zhou Yi looked coldly at the nine students who had failed to complete one hundred laps.

"What?"

The nine students were shaken to the core.

The other students also stared at the scene in disbelief. They had thought Zhou Yi was merely trying to scare them, but she was serious.

"Hmph, Shrek Academy does not raise trash..."

Zhou Yi launched into a string of harsh threats.

In short, Zhou Yi still had some reason left, but not much. More than anything, she was venting her frustration on the students.

From the shadows, Yan Shaozhe immediately snorted coldly. "She's truly lawless. Expelling students is such a major matter—how can she decide it with a single sentence?"

Whenever Zhou Yi expelled students in the past, he had let it slide for Fan Yu's sake. Besides, those students had all possessed fairly ordinary talent, so he had not cared.

But now that Zhou Yi had angered him, why would he care about saving anyone's face?

"Dean, then we..."

Du Wilun spoke cautiously, afraid that Yan Shaozhe's anger would fall upon him.

"Suspend Zhou Yi for now. As for those nine, give those lazy opportunists a warning. If they offend again, expel them immediately. There is no need to do anything to the others."

Yan Shaozhe said this.

Xue Nianbing had said he would "remember it." If the academy did not make some sort of gesture, it might leave a bad impression in his heart.

Yan Shaozhe would never allow that to happen.

How could a mere Zhou Yi possibly be more important than Xue Nianbing?

"Yes, Dean."

Du Wilun nodded in acknowledgment.

At Shrek Plaza.

By then, dozens of figures lay sprawled across the ground. They were drenched in sweat, gasping for breath, their bodies limp and powerless.

The endless running had put them through untold misery.

"You all did very well."

Mu Jin walked to the center of the group and smiled. "The reason Teacher had you run to your limits is because every one of you has different physical qualities."

"Different physical qualities require different standards. From now on, each of you must cultivate according to your own condition. Remember, you must balance work and rest rather than blindly training yourself to death."

"Each month, everyone's standards will be adjusted based on their limits in running. Prepare yourselves..."

As soon as she finished speaking—

The students lying on the ground stiffened, bitter smiles appearing at the corners of their mouths.

They had to go through this kind of limit-running every month? Did it have to be this strict?

Their good days... were over.

Still, they did not resent Mu Jin, because they knew she was genuinely teaching them carefully and reasonably.

A teacher who wholeheartedly cared for her students like this had to be cherished.

"Your individual stamina limits have all been recorded by the class monitor. Anyone interested can come take a look," Mu Jin said.

Hearing this, the students who had recovered a little strength immediately got up and ran toward Xue Nianbing.

"Wu Feng, 123 laps..."

"Liu Ziqi, 109 laps..."

"Nanmen Yun'er, 119 laps..."

Although everyone had run a different number of laps, they had all completed one hundred laps.

Among them, Wu Feng had achieved the best result.

The poorer results belonged to Ning Tian and several other Support System Soul Masters. Their physical qualities were generally lower, which was only natural.

"Not fair. Why didn't you have to run?"

Wang Dong moved close to Xue Nianbing, her gaze filled with resentment.

Because she had sweated and they were standing close together, Xue Nianbing could clearly smell a faint scent on Wang Dong.

How should he put it? Even after sweating, Wang Dong did not have any unpleasant odor. Instead, she smelled rather nice.

"Of course, it's because... I'm the class monitor," Xue Nianbing replied with a smile.

"Hmph, what's so great about being class monitor?" Wang Dong curled her lips.

"It's nothing special, but I can manage all of you."

"Tch, you can only act like that in class."

"You have to listen to me in the dorm too."

"..."

Wang Dong immediately fell silent, looking embarrassed.

She had nearly forgotten about that. Her "authority" in the dorm had already been lost to Xue Nianbing.

Now she was doomed. Whether inside or outside the dorm, she would have to endure Xue Nianbing's "bullying."

"Since everyone now knows where their limits lie, we'll end things here for today. Go back and rest first."

"Tomorrow, each of you will receive a cultivation plan tailored specifically to you."

Seeing that the students were all utterly exhausted, Mu Jin did not intend to continue the lesson. Instead, she gave them the day off.

She also needed time to create a cultivation plan tailored to each of them.

Once they had all recovered by tomorrow, they would be in much better condition to begin cultivating.

"A day off? That's great!"

"Hehe, our homeroom teacher is not only beautiful, she's kind too."

"Exactly. I heard that Teacher Zhou from Class One is insanely fierce."

"Come on, come on. I'm all sweaty and stinky. Let's hurry back to the dorm, take a bath, and rest."

"..."