Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu hadn't been chatting for long when the silhouette of a particular stern young girl reappeared at the entrance of Shuaixing Hall.
The lively classroom fell silent instantly.
All the students focused on their books with great diligence.
Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu were no exception, each seriously flipping through their books.
Yu Huaijin stood at the entrance, arms crossed, staring expressionlessly at everyone, saying, "Go and check Guangye Hall and Cultivation Hall next door, and see if they're as noisy as you are. I could hear you from outside the academy."
All students lowered their heads and studied earnestly.
The stern young girl shook her head.
