"Write it now, carefully make sure the 'zheng' character is written correctly."
He then turned his head, no longer paying attention to her, but instead surveyed the surroundings of the hall.
Where his indifferent gaze passed, those dissatisfied students successively bowed their heads or averted their gazes, avoiding eye contact with Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong glanced toward the back door of the hall.
He muttered, "I'll step out for a while; you all continue to study on your own, and yes, practice this 'zheng' character. I'll be back soon to explain it to you in detail."
With those words, Zhao Rong looked at Yu Huaijin.
He noted that she had already lowered her eyes, remaining silent as she laid out her paper, took up her brush, and ground the ink, preparing to copy the character 'zheng'.
It seemed she had already been subdued by him.
Zhao Rong then directly turned and temporarily left Shuaixing Hall.
After he left, the hall quieted down for a moment.
