Yun Chushan did not expect Yun Chujiu to come out so quickly. Her face was a bit embarrassed and she did not say anything.
Bai Morou sneered, "Who was talking so loudly? Did you not know? This is the library, not the Spirit Pet Garden. Your fire-breathing crow interfered with everyone's reading. Isn't it expected for us to chase it away? On the contrary, you blatantly beat up your fellow disciples. Yun Chujiu, you're dead meat!"
"Oh? It's really funny. My spiritual pet was perfectly fine on the tree.How was it disturbing others' reading? On the contrary, these people were screaming like cats in heat. It affected everyone. That's why I helped everyone to teach them a lesson!" Yun Chujiu crossed her arms and ridiculed them without a care.
"You! You're courting death!" One of the male disciples saw that Yun Chujiu had spoken really unpleasantly and proceeded to slap her.
