It turned out that Xiaowu had already woken up from her coma in the middle of the night, and Ning Rongrong, worried about her condition, had stayed by her side. When she woke up, she was told about the events that had unfolded later that day.
Tang San rubbed Xiaowu's head and said, "Yesterday was my fault, I didn't protect you well."
Xiaowu shook her head and stuck out her cute pink tongue, "It was that teacher who was too powerful, how can you be blamed? This place is so different from Notting. It seems like everyone here is very strong. Luckily, no Soul Douluo-ranked expert appeared."
Curious, Tang San asked, "How do you know there's no Soul Master of the Soul Douluo rank in the academy? Teacher Zhao is just the vice-principal, perhaps the principal is of the Soul Douluo rank?"
Xiaowu was taken aback for a moment and said somewhat evasively, "I'm just guessing. After all, why would a Soul Douluo appear in such a small place, content with tranquility?"
