Was This Really My Student?

Watching Ning Wangshu deliver such an imposing statement in a completely calm and collected tone, Zhou Jing couldn't help spacing out. For a moment, she couldn't quite believe that the person before her was really her student.

Where had he gotten the nerve to look down on a powerful young master from Kyoto like that?

Zhou Jing couldn't figure it out. She could only give Ning Wangshu a long, complicated look.

After hearing Ning Wangshu say that, Bai Jingchuan and Song Guowei naturally walked over and sat down beside him, grinning and looking completely at ease. They, too, seemed not to take that so-called young master from Kyoto seriously.

Seriously, just who was Ning Wangshu? As far as Bai Jingchuan and Song Guowei were concerned, there was practically no one in this world who could do anything to him, whether he was a young master from Kyoto or anything else!

Seeing that Ning Wangshu and the others weren't "taking their advice" at all, and not only had no intention of leaving but were sitting there leisurely, apparently planning to wait for Qin Bolun to call that Guo fellow over,

Su Mujing and Sister Tao exchanged a glance, worry showing in their eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Mujing couldn't help tugging gently at Zhou Jing's arm. Leaning close to her ear, she asked in a low voice, "Jingjing, that person's your student, right? Do you know what kind of background he has?"

As she spoke, Su Mujing glanced at Ning Wangshu.

At that, Zhou Jing hesitated briefly, then shook her head slightly and replied in a low voice, "I don't really know either."

"Oh..."

Su Mujing furrowed her brow, looking as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Ning Wangshu had evidently heard their private conversation. He