The leisurely summer vacation has ended, and the fulfilling yet tense new school term has begun.
Logically speaking, the status and position of a Songstress are already at the top of the Federation, and rarely does anyone dare to strictly manage them. However, even among Songstresses, there is a hierarchy, with differences in age and seniority. Therefore, to teach and discipline the new generation of Songstresses, the elder Songstresses often act as teachers, for effective management and discipline.
In the empty classroom, there were no seats, and at the only lectern stood a tall woman with a severe and cold demeanor. Her large maroon hair flowed like a cloak, and she held a black slender pointer in her hand. Just standing there, she exerted pressure on the few young girls below.
"Originally, I didn't want to come here, because in my opinion, teaching you naive and pure people who know nothing is a waste of time."
