"Ha ha ha..."
A crisp female laugh rang in Xue Nianbing's ears, pleasant to hear and carrying a touch of playful innocence.
Xue Nianbing instinctively stopped, looking at Wang Dong in surprise.
Wang Dong came to her senses as well and immediately sat up, her face flushing. "What are you staring at? Didn't you already know I'm a girl?!"
"I suddenly got a little curious about what you really look like."
Xue Nianbing smiled.
"As if..."
Wang Dong instinctively refused, but then an excellent idea occurred to her. With a grin, she said, "It's not impossible, as long as you listen to me for this month."
"In your dreams." Xue Nianbing rolled his eyes at Wang Dong, then released her and sat properly.
"Hmph."
Wang Dong snorted and muttered under her breath, "You're so stingy. What's wrong with letting me order you around a little..."
After grumbling for a while, Wang Dong obediently sat properly as well and asked curiously, "Xue Nianbing, why did Dean Yan want to see you? It couldn't really have just been to give you special privileges, could it?"
"Want to know?"
"Mm-hmm."
"I'm not telling you."
"..."
Wang Dong froze for a moment before suddenly erupting in fury. "Xue! Nian! Bing!"
Another farcical scuffle where someone was asking for trouble began anew.
Sea God Pavilion.
After Xue Nianbing laid out a series of "conditions" and "requests," Yan Shaozhe did not dare delay and immediately reported it to his teacher, Mu En.
Mu En immediately developed a headache over the matter and specially convened a Sea God Pavilion meeting.
At the center of the quiet chamber stood an oval table. At its innermost seat sat an aged old man reclining in a chair.
Counting back along both sides, there were ten seats in total.