Everyone thought Xia Ye was just being stubborn and didn't think much of it.
Tang Tianjiao originally wanted to practice sword dancing on the playground after lunch, so she had brought her Treasured Sword with her.
By this time, she had been holding back for half the day and couldn't take it anymore.
She reached for the Treasured Sword that was beside the bench.
With one hand, she pushed the scabbard upwards, and the Treasured Sword, following inertia, slid out automatically, while her other hand gripped the hilt and pulled it out.
They were sitting by the window, and the sunlight was just right.
Though the Treasured Sword wasn't sharpened, it reflected the sunlight brightly and was quite imposing.
The girls gasped.
Tian Ye, holding his plate, had been watching for a while from the side.
On seeing this, he coolly reminded those girls, "Didn't Teacher Zhao assign practice problems at noon? You all don't seem to be in a hurry."