Despite the scolding tone in Dean Bruce's words, Lucy Michelle didn't mind at all. In fact, she felt immensely grateful!
She knew that Dean Bruce was offering her guidance.
Such an opportunity was something others could only dream of!
Pressing her lips tightly together, Lucy Michelle pushed through the pain, stood up, and respectfully bowed to Dean Bruce. In a serious tone, she said, "Please, Teacher Dean, guide me."
Dean Bruce was pleased with her attitude. With his hands clasped behind his back, he slowly walked toward Lucy Michelle and asked, "Do you know what kind of magic I used to defend against your attack earlier?"
"What kind of magic?" Lucy Michelle blinked and met Dean Bruce's gaze, immediately falling into deep thought.
She could tell that he wanted her to figure it out on her own.
For a moment, the training room fell silent.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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