1923: Conflict (7)

Conflict (7)

Shen Yanxiao walked around the city and bought all the things she wanted to buy. And after taking a few purses along the way, she returned to Deathfire Academy.2

After Taotie received a new batch of food, he smiled.

He was relieved that Shen Yanxiao was safe in Deathfire Academy. The only thing that made him depressed was that he could no longer eat small crispy bones.

The rest days passed quickly. Shen Yanxiao once again entered a state of training and teaching.

Perhaps it was because she had heard how Zhanye and others had defended her before, but Shen Yanxiao seemed to be much more attentive in her teaching afterwards. In addition to unified teaching, she would also give one-on-one targeted guidance to each student according to their condition.

This made the group of naughty brats feel flattered.

Zhanye and Shile seemed to have guessed the reason behind this change, so they studied harder. Even if they could not climb up the bed after each day of training, they still gritted their teeth and repeatedly recalled what they had learned until the middle of the night.

With Zhanye and Shile taking the lead, the other students were also practicing with all their might. The small team in the martial arts arena spent their days sweating like rain.

Kehr came several times and was infinitely happy to see such a situation.

"Yan Di, you've done well." Kehr called Shen Yanxiao out and spoke to her alone before he left.

Shen Yanxiao just smiled. She was willing to teach diligently, not because of Kehr's reputation, but because of these little warm-hearted brats.

Shen Yanxiao was a person who clearly distinguished gratitude and grudges. She would never be soft-hearted towards those who were hostile to her, and she would treat those who treated her well, no matter how bad they were.

Regardless of their identity as an undead, Shen Yanxiao still liked her group of naughty brats.

"The dean knows about your situation and asked me to call you over. He wants to see you," Kehr said.

"Sure." Shen Yanxiao was also curious about the dean of Deathfire Academy. She had been here for more than a month and had never seen him before.

"Then go and explain to the students first, and then follow me."

Shen Yanxiao nodded and returned to the martial arts arena. She made certain arrangements for the students and asked Zhanye to supervise the training of the other teenagers.

Zhanye was courageous and responsible. This youth already had the posture of a leader.

Knowing that Shen Yanxiao had to go out for a while, Zhanye took on the task.

"Mentor Yan Di, you can rest assured that I will keep an eye on them. If anyone dares to be lazy, I will use your whip to whip them." After the last incident, Zhanye was no longer so unfamiliar with Shen Yanxiao. He even dared to make jokes.

"Since you've said so, I'll leave this whip to you." Shen Yanxiao smiled and said. She handed the whip that she had never had the chance to use to Zhanye.

Zhanye took it with a smile, but in an instant, he was stunned.

The whip that looked extremely ferocious was weightless and soft to the touch.

How was this a whip? It was simply a fake and inferior product made of cotton cloth!

"Use it well." Shen Yanxiao smiled and patted Zhanye on the shoulder. This whip was a copy made by Yang Xi in the past when he had nothing better to do. It looked very scary, but it had no lethality at all. Yang Xi added a little something into the whip so when she swung it, it would make a sound similar to a real whip. Shen Yanxiao had used such a fake and inferior product to fool Zhanye and the others for more than a month.

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