Abandoning the Plan

The moment Flender finished speaking, the place fell so quiet a dropped needle could have been heard. Everyone stared at the Dean in astonishment.

Zhao Wuji was dumbstruck too. Good grief, that excuse was a stretch even for you.

Flender felt his old face growing hot. He couldn't help it. He had to carry out the task Ning Fengzhi had given him, didn't he?

Ning Rongrong frowned, studying Flender thoughtfully.

She wasn't a fool. She and Zhu Zhuqing had enrolled together, yet Flender hadn't said a word against Zhu Zhuqing while finding fault with her time and again. As a Soul Saint, he couldn't possibly have failed to recognize her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but he had done it anyway.

The truth behind such an unreasonable move was ready to burst out. "Did my father ask you to do this?"

Flender's face stiffened, and he looked away guiltily. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Do I need someone else to tell me how to teach my students?"

One look at his expression told Ning Rongrong enough. Her father must have said something to make the Dean deliberately give her a hard time.

She sighed and bowed to Flender. "Dean, I don't know why my father asked you to do this, but I'm not leaving. I hope I can stay at the academy and study with Brother Qin... with everyone."

Ning Rongrong sounded so sincere that Flender was taken aback. What a good child. How had anyone come to call her spoiled and overbearing?

To hell with that request. Ning Fengzhi, Ning Fengzhi, you never bothered to understand such a sweet daughter, yet you branded her the Little Demoness. What kind of father does that? If you don't want her, I do.

With that thought, a weight lifted