Her First Disciple And A Conspired Scheme

Yun Jian got home in the evening at four on the dot. She picked up her school bag and returned to the school for the weekend evening self-study session.

During the break of the study session, Chen Xinyi turned around and patted her bulging bag, grinning while she said to Yun Jian, "Jian Jian, you mustn't have brought any snacks, right? Doesn't matter though, heh heh, I've stuffed my bag full of them. We can share them together tomorrow!"

Yun Jian shooting Shiniji's hands the other day had not frightened Chen Xinyi or caused her to distance herself. Instead, the latter had become closer to her.

Yun Jian gave her a small smile.

"Master, master!" The break had just begun but Zhang Shaofeng was already in front of Yun Jian's desk, speaking passionately, "Master, you've got to teach me some skills this time! I'm ever ready!"