Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, her gentle expression gradually fading from her face, the corners of her mouth curling up ever so slightly, her expression revealing a hint of contempt and disdain, "This is not a battlefield, just a school."
Flander nodded and said, "Indeed, this is just a school, but it is my Shrek Academy. Now, I give you two choices. One, pack your things and leave immediately. You do not deserve to be a member here. The other, prove to me that you have the qualifications to stay and the determination to not break the rules in the future."
Ning Rongrong laughed, despite being only twelve years old, she had to admit that her smile was truly adorable and beautiful. But that harmless smile somehow made one's heart palpitate.
"Flander, who do you think you are? You're just a mere Soul Sage."
