Chapter 1103 - 825: Sect Guard Senior Sister Suppresses the Xiao Zong Sect Master

Beep—— Beep—— Beep——

The phone wasn’t answered immediately; the dial tone lasted for a while.

It’s lunchtime now, Weng Pinting raised her eyebrows lightly, seemingly realizing something.

Just as the call was about to be marked as "unanswered," there was finally a "beep," and Bi Yanling’s voice came from the other end.

"Hello? Teacher Bai?"

The voice sounded cheerful and polite, even carrying a sweet breeze sensation. Nan Zhubin could almost paint a smiling face in his mind just from the sound.

"Is this Teacher Bi?" Weng Pinting squeezed out a smile with her tone.

"...Hmm? Isn’t this Teacher Bai? Who might you be?" The voice on the other end paused.

"I’m Weng Pinting." The Senior Sister replied succinctly.

The breeze was blocked by the mountain; Bi Yanling didn’t respond for a long time, and for a moment, there were only sounds of breathing from the receiver.

"Do you remember me? We met when you first joined our university—" Weng Pinting continued speaking.

"Ah... Ah, yes, I remember. I heard you went down south to develop your career. When did you come back?" No matter what Bi Yanling might be thinking now, she had to respond out of social etiquette.

Shi Qianqian and Nan Zhubin listening to the opening conversation between these two could sense a battle of social niceties behind their chat. They seemed to see two women smiling pleasantly face to face, yet hiding a dagger behind their backs.

However, based on Nan Zhubin’s understanding of Weng Pinting, she wouldn’t maintain this smile for long.

"What are you doing now, Teacher Bi?"

"Ah... I’m in the office managing students. Do you have something to discuss, Teacher Wong? Why are you using Teacher Bai’s phone? Or would you prefer to talk in person?"

"Managing students is good, being a teacher, taking good care of students should be a top priority." As she said this, Weng Pinting’s barely noticeable smile faded completely, "It’s nothing big, can easily be explained over the phone without interrupting your teaching duties."

From the other end, Bi Yanling chuckled, not quick to respond.

"I just wanted to ask you—are the members of your research team dead? Don’t you have any awareness of your own abilities?"

No facade needed, only the utmost pleasure.

The aftermath of this aggression made Nan Zhubin lean back involuntarily, let alone Bi Yanling directly facing the sharpness.

After waiting for a full three breaths, Bi Yanling slowly spoke as if recovering from a heavy blow.

"Teacher Wong is standing up for Teacher Bai..." She still seemed intent on maintaining a courteous tone, her words sounded steady.

"Shut up, answer my question." Weng Pinting spoke as if scolding a child.

She continued to fire away like a machine gun, firmly controlling the pace of the conversation.

"How dare you trouble our students? Not enough making them do chores, you embarrassed our students during their proposal?"

"Could you even understand what she said during the proposal?"

"...Ah, Teacher Wong, please don’t be upset. It’s like this." Bi Yanling paused for three breaths again, "Regarding the proposal, it’s indeed..."

"Shut up, answer my question." Weng Pinting cut her off once more.

"...Are you being reasonable?!" Bi Yanling finally broke under pressure.

Weng Pinting, seeing this, calmed down.

"Do you think you’re reasonable, Teacher Bi?" Weng Pinting looked around and leisurely sat down on a chair, "Go ahead, tell me your reasoning."

It seemed like she was offering the floor, but Bi Yanling surprisingly couldn’t muster the ability to respond.

"Fine, you can’t say it, let me." Weng Pinting waved her hand as if swatting away a fly, "You’ve been teaching at Beidu for a few years now, observed for two years, think you’ve figured out the rules. You believe being in this position absolves everything you do, you can do as you please, right?"

"Further down, you think regardless of what’s done to students, it’s no big deal, so you pressure your own students, bully others’ students;"

"Higher up, despite title differences, all teachers are in the same school, no matter how much you stir the pot, someone will clean up the mess."

"You think there will be no consequences, nobody can touch you, so you act on your impulses, right?"

"Only when it seems things can’t be resolved, or you hit a wall in handling issues, you start thinking about ’reason’; but now when I ask about your ’reason,’ you can’t reply, because you’ve never had a baseline in your heart, you draw a vague framework and act recklessly, thinking yourself above consequences, right?"

In a few words, Weng Pinting dissected Bi Yanling’s mentality.

"..."

The only sound from the receiver was heavy breathing.

"I’ve seen plenty of people like you who aren’t clear-minded, who don’t recognize their position." Weng Pinting said calmly.

Compared to how she made Bi Yanling break earlier, she now appeared more composed.

Yet, precisely this tone of simply stating a fact seemed even more aggressive.

If the opposite is intelligent, they should suppress their emotions now and start dealing with the situation; even someone slightly less smart would hang up the phone, calm their mind, then figure out a solution to the current dilemma.