First Wave of Spoils of War

Li Ziqi had a pure heart and had been with Sun Mo for so long. With just a frown from her teacher, she would be able to guess what he was thinking.

Seeing Sun Mo's gaze, Li Ziqi immediately went up and persuaded him, "Teacher, we mustn't let our emotions affect our decisions at a time like this. Even if we're aggrieved, we should bear with it for a while. After all, a 5-stars great teacher is a great pillar."

"Eldest Martial Sister, what do you mean by that?"

When Xuanyuan Po heard this, he felt displeased.

Ying Baiwu frowned, her gaze switching between their teacher and Li Ziqi. Although their eldest martial sister couldn't fight, her competitiveness would definitely not lose out to others.

Begging for help?

This was something that Li Ziqi would definitely not do.

"Hmmm? Why are you guys quarreling?

Lu Zhiruo became nervous. "Xuanyuan, be quiet. Eldest Martial Sister is doing this for the good of everyone too!"