Jiang Mu could only think of one thing: for Zhou Yi to swallow her pride and take someone as a disciple, they had to be some kind of talent monster, right?
Huo Yuhao might not count as a talent monster, but he could be called a luck monster. Now that he was reincarnating, it did not seem impossible for everyone else to be affected by some intelligence-reducing aura.
"Cough, cough—"
Hearing that, Zhou Yi immediately coughed, her expression turning extremely ugly.
But she did not dare reveal the truth. In the end, she gritted her teeth and admitted, "That's more or less what I mean."
"Oh, then you're quite casual about it, Teacher."
Jiang Mu spread his hands, sounding somewhat baffled.
"Hmm?"
"Nothing."
Seeing him cut himself off again, Zhou Yi was so angry she nearly exploded. Saying half of something and then refusing to continue—wasn't that just maddening?
This topic had been planted too heavily. Returning to the origin was not right—no, not the origin. It was returning to what they had been discussing from the start.
That was right, the matter they had been arguing about in the classroom.
Zhou Yi lightly adjusted her glasses and spoke steadily.
"Jiang Mu, you cannot distort the academy's rules. When the rules say that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities, it is meant to teach students to stand fearless in the face of power, not to be afraid to confront an enemy just because they are strong."
"Do you understand?"
Jiang Mu raised a brow. If that was the interpretation, then it truly was well-intentioned. But reality was not like that.
"Teacher, that sounds very nice, but could you give me an example?"
"Huh?"
Zhou Yi froze on the spot, as though she had never expected Jiang Mu to