I Really Couldn't Keep It Together

Seeing Ning Rongrong answer so readily, Flender was momentarily choked up. Still, he was a Soul Sage after all, and he quickly regained his composure.

"So, you ran off to Suotuo City alone, had a big meal, wandered around the commercial district, and only just returned with Lin Qing and Xiao Wu, correct?"

"You were spying on me?" A trace of coldness entered Ning Rongrong's eyes as she glanced at Flender. Disgust flashed through her gaze, and she folded her arms across her chest, watching him warily. "No wonder you raised two perverts like Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai. Turns out you're no good yourself. Following a beautiful young girl in broad daylight—how shameless."

Ning Rongrong had only just thought of this. Since Flender dared target her, she would make sure to disgust him properly.

Flender's expression immediately turned cold. "As the dean, I am responsible for every student in this academy. I have never harbored such filthy thoughts. I was merely fulfilling my duty as dean."

Flender offered a slight defense for himself. After all, there had long been an untouchable white moonlight in his heart. In this life, he had only ever loved that one person. To prevent the woman in his heart from misunderstanding if she ever learned of this, Flender naturally had to explain himself.

"If Oscar lied because he could not bear to see you punished, then that is still understandable. But your mistakes are unforgivable. Leaving the academy without permission, refusing to follow its arrangements, and making an upperclassman lie for you—none of these are mistakes an outstanding Soul Master should make. If this were a battlefield, there would be only one outcome for you: military punishment. Death."

"So what? This is an academy, not a battlefield." Ning Rongrong's gaze was filled with contempt.