Li Xueyou felt somewhat surprised that Sima Duyi seemed not to be angry.
Although his face was still cold, according to her understanding, it was just Sima Duyi's habitual expression that kept people at a distance.
The way he was now, his eyelids drooping as he turned to look at Zhao Rong, did not seem like the angry demeanor Li Xueyou remembered.
It was more like when he had just come in, mistaking her for being bullied, that he seemed a bit angry.
But then again, it was hard to say...
Li Xueyou cautiously took a few more glances at Sima Duyi's profile, only to see him still looking half-asleep.
Like her, most of the students inside Shuaixing Hall were also sizing him up.
Because just a moment ago, Zhao Rong had called Sima Duyi out without hesitation, a move that blatantly disrespected him.
This was, after all, one of the few "Reading Seeds" of Linlu Academy.
Several Shuaixing Hall students secretly clicked their tongues in amazement.
