The students' fear and the teachers' ostracization meant nothing to Shen Yanxiao.
She was not here to build a relationship with them. What others thought was none of her business.
Completely ignoring the unfriendly gazes from all directions, Shen Yanxiao wandered around Deathfire Academy and then went back to continue cultivating.
Other people's evaluation was their own opinion, and one's own abilities were one's own.
Go your own way and let others gossip!
In the next few days, Shen Yanxiao went to train those brats on time every afternoon. Almost every day, waves of heart-wrenching wails could be heard in the martial arts arena.
Every undead passing by the martial arts arena trembled in pain.
What did that mentor named Yan Di do inside there? Why was there such a terrible cry?
