Mu Liufeng stood up on the watching platform. The corners of his lips curled into a sneer as he muttered beneath his breath, "Too soft-hearted." He floated away after saying this, leaving behind the principal and a group of teachers with confused looks on their faces.
'Soft-hearted? He said Ling Chuxi was soft-hearted? Was he joking right now? Ling Chuxi's aptitude resembled a sharp and unsheathed sword. She was an incomparably sharp person that made people's hearts shudder.'
