Early morning.
The sky was overcast. Dark clouds drifted sluggishly above Sacred Orchid Academy.
Warrior Junior Class.
At the back of the classroom, the silver-haired guy hugged the Thunder Fire Sacred Canon, yawning from time to time and looking half-asleep.
Just as Xian Wu was spacing out, Xiao Ning'er, who sat at the front of their row, suddenly stood up and walked toward the back of the classroom.
Xiao Ning'er was one of the two most beautiful girls in class. Before Ye Ziyun arrived, she had been the most beautiful; afterward, she was second.
It wasn't that Xiao Ning'er was less beautiful than Ye Ziyun. It was just that she was too cold and aloof, like a snow lotus atop an iceberg—something to admire from afar, but never to touch.
Ye Ziyun was gentle and even-tempered. She never acted superior or looked down on others, so of course girls with her personality were more popular. After all, unless you had a masochistic streak, nobody liked being warm to someone who gave them the cold shoulder, or willingly playing the lovesick fool.
What was Xiao Ning'er doing at the back of the classroom? Everyone was curious. Quite a few scions of noble families guessed that she was probably going to teach those two commoner losers a lesson for insulting her future in-laws.
During the entrance test, Xiao Ning'er's Soul Force had already reached 78. After nearly two weeks of cultivation since the start of term, it had surely grown even higher. Teaching two losers who weren't even Bronze a lesson would be a piece of cake.
"Xian Wu, I made breakfast. Would you like to try some?" Xiao Ning'er gently placed a paper bag on his desk.
The classroom suddenly fell silent. It seemed you could hear a pin drop.
Breakfast?