Qin Ming's actions today were no longer merely a lapse in judgment or a moment of confusion. He had blatantly placed his personal feelings above the team's interests, even asking them to throw an official Soul Battle to fulfill his attachment to his alma mater!
This was utterly absurd—and an insult to their strength and dignity!
"I'm furious! Absolutely furious!"
The moment Ning Rongrong returned to her room, she slammed the door shut. The hem of her lovely pale-yellow dress swept out an angry arc from the force of the motion.
Her chest heaved violently, her little face flushed red with rage. The eyes that usually brimmed with lively laughter now burned with furious flames.
"What kind of teacher is Qin Ming? He can't separate public matters from private ones! He's siding with outsiders! He even wants Sister Xue not to compete? Has he forgotten whose salary he's taking and whose students he's teaching?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Ning Rongrong strode straight to her desk, spread out a sheet of letter paper, and began to write.
She pressed the pen down so hard that it nearly tore through the paper. She was going to tell her father, Ning Fengzhi, exactly what had happened today—and embellish it a little...
No, she was going to describe truthfully how Qin Ming had favored an outside school, suppressed his own team members, and attempted to harm the interests of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
She had to make Father properly greet Teacher Qin and ask whether he still wanted to make a living in Heaven Dou City!
In the room next door, Dugu Yan was in an equally foul mood.
A chilling gleam filled her emerald pupils as she sat by the