Ye Chuqi was not angry. She merely smiled at him and said softly, "Of course, of course. I'm a good child who respects her teachers, so however you say this assessment should be conducted, Teacher, that's exactly what I'll do. I won't object at all."
"Miss Ye, you haven't sensed fighting spirit yet, have you?" The guiding teacher held a ball of golden fighting spirit in his hand, casually molding it into various shapes. He was considerably more skilled than Kang Nan, who needed time to shape his into the form he wanted. "It would be unfair of me to use fighting spirit against you. I hear you're good with a sword, Miss Ye. Feel free to give it a try."
Ye Chuqi froze for a moment, letting out an uncomprehending "Huh?" Did this guiding teacher mean that he would refrain from using fighting spirit, while she could use her sword however she liked? Had Ernie really sent him? Was this some monkey's idea of sending reinforcements? Wasn't he afraid Ernie would come after him for making things this easy for her?
Apparently, this man wasn't very popular at the academy either. Had no one reminded him how long her earlier fight with Kang Nan had lasted, or how it had ended?
Ye Chuqi cheerfully accepted the guiding teacher's "kindness." "Sorry for the trouble, Teacher." They had only seen her simple fist technique and footwork technique earlier. This was the perfect opportunity to show everyone her swordsmanship, so they would stop thinking she was an easy target.
The instant Ye Chuqi's hand closed around the sword hilt, her entire bearing changed. It was as though the sweet smile of a moment ago had been everyone's imagination. All that remained was piercing sword aura and surging sword intent. In the next