Deputy Chief's Disciple

Zuo Qingluan looked down at the students.

None of them were worth her attention.

Except for one person.

When she finally spotted the person at the end of the queue, she smirked a little.

She was high up here, while Feng Wu was down there in the crowd.

She was the well-respected deputy chief, but Feng Wu was only a new student.

She felt that she could kill Feng Wu whenever she felt like it.

Zuo Qingluan didn't try to hide her smirk.

Feng Wu met her gaze and didn't look away.

Both girls saw the hostility in each other's eyes.

Chief Zixuan smiled at Zuo Qingluan. "Qingluan, as the new chief, you're given a privilege."

Zuo Qingluan asked indifferently, "What's that?"

Chief Zixuan said, "You can pick any student to be your disciple."

Zuo Qingluan nodded. "And why is that?"

Chief Zixuan wanted to roll her eyes at Zuo Qingluan.