The look Yuanen shot Yue Zhengyu was cold enough to freeze. "This area is for working students only. Please leave. Are you aware of the consequences for private battles on campus?"
Yue Zhengyu snorted, eyes flashing with irritation. "Private battles are not permitted on the Academy's premises. But swapping pointers? That's a different story. It's pretty much encouraged. In fact, come join me in a spar if you think you've got what it takes."
"Not interested." Without sparing him another glance, Yuanen left for the dormitory, footsteps trailing behind him.
"You!" Yue Zhengyu cut himself short before he boiled over. Somehow, he had the sense of mind to understand his place; it wouldn't do for him to erupt here. Chest heaving, he huffed, "You're hiding an evil soul master. It wouldn't be in your best interests to cover for her."
