Chapter 1144: Call
Looking at the aloof attitude, as if facing a stranger’s gaze, Mu Jianling lowered his eyes slightly and sighed, "Sword Spirit~"
This single utterance expressed all the heartache Mu Jianling felt...
But!
Mu Jianling’s attitude was even colder: "What do you want?"
Mu Jianling extended a hand. That hand was withered, shriveled—almost resembling a dried vine. If it weren’t attached to Mu Jianling’s body, no one would believe it’s an arm.
One point, two points, three points...
The arm gradually approached Mu Jianling. Mu Jianling said coldly, "I have no time to talk to you. If you have something to say, say it quickly and leave."
Mu Jianling replied, "I have all the data on the students you’ve taught this term."
Mu Jianling raised an eyebrow indifferently, "Oh—"
She simply said the word ’oh,’ appearing so careless, as if she hadn’t taken any of these matters to heart, cold and indifferent... If it were just an ordinary person, they might have been fooled by Mu Jianling’s attitude.
But!
Who is Mu Jianling?