Instead, every student she observed young and old alike looked toward Lin Feng with unmistakable respect.
Some even bowed slightly before leaving.
There was no doubt in their expressions.
Whatever they had experienced under Lin Feng's guidance… it had been real.
And for the first time since arriving, the beautiful woman's cold expression wavered ever so slightly.
Still, her nature was ever doubtful. She had always relied on logic, evidence, and visible results.
In her world, nothing was accepted without proof, and nothing was respected without demonstration.
It would take overwhelming evidence, mountains of it, before she would believe something so intangible as a silent lesson.
Worse still, she was quick to judge.
Years of talent and praise had sharpened her confidence into something colder, something harder.
Her naturally distant temperament only amplified that flaw, making her seem even more unapproachable than she truly was.
Three hours of silence?
