"So you're Zhu Xiyan? Tell me, what's going on? Why didn't you go to the field for the morning gathering and cultivation?"
Xu Yanzhou looked at Zhu Xiyan and asked, his tone somewhat displeased.
Zhu Xiyan didn't waste time. "Teacher, as a cultivator, I'm sure you know that for most students at this school, group cultivation like this is not only pointless once they've made a start on the path of cultivation, but also makes it impossible for them to cultivate properly because of the distractions around them."
"Therefore, I don't think there's any need for me to go."
She paused, then continued, "As it happens, I was already planning to bring this up in class. Not just today—I won't be going to the field for group cultivation in the future, either."
"I hope you'll understand and agree, Teacher!"
Before Xu Yanzhou could reply, Yun Xiyao, standing beside him, couldn't hold back. She spoke with a sarcastic edge. "Zhu Xiyan, you skipped group cultivation on your very first day, and you think you're in the right?"
"You even dared to talk back to the teacher and declare that you won't go in the future. Do you have any respect for your teacher or the school's rules?"
"Do you think you're the only one who's made a start in cultivation? We've all been cultivating for a while."
"We all follow the school's requirements. Are you some special exception who doesn't have to?"
Zhu Xiyan shot her a sidelong glance and sneered. "Yun Xiyao, stop trying to pin things on me and twist my words. I didn't talk back to the teacher. I was just telling the truth."
"What do you mean I'm pinning things on you and telling the truth? Do you think the teacher doesn't understand what you're talking about?