Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Chapter 237: I, Known in the Jianghu as "Ariel Zimmerman "The story’s just begun. If you need help just to stand up now, you won’t be able to hold on later. You might as well leave early so you don’t hinder our academy’s new students’ regular training."

Gregory Xander’s voice was cold and hard, his tone utterly unkind.

But everyone around knew who he was talking about.

Ariel Zimmerman, who had already been crying because she felt unwell, felt even more wronged hearing these words, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

Beside her, Sebastian Carew and Amber Livingston couldn’t help but feel a bit angry upon hearing this.

They admitted that during the past four hours, countless times they mentally cursed that this wasn’t something humans could endure.

But since they were experiencing the Taoism Academy students’ training, they endured it even if it was unpleasant.

During the process, Ariel didn’t make a peep to disturb anyone; she had only asked for help at the end, so why was she being targeted this way?

"You said it’s just the beginning, so how do you know we can’t hold on? And besides, Ariel only spoke after the task was completed, so how does that hinder anyone else?"

Sebastian, who was always very polite to people outside, couldn’t help but speak coldly now.

After all, anyone who wasn’t blind could see that Gregory Xander was intentionally targeting them.

The nearby new students, who were previously massaging their legs and ready to go for breakfast, also paused.

Most of them learned Mystical Techniques at home, but even their family teachings weren’t as old-fashioned as the Xander Family.

After all, what era was this? Even geomancy could rely on modern technology. These youngsters spent a lot of time online and didn’t think there was any problem with the TV crew coming to broadcast the experience. They even found it quite novel.

However, precisely because of the Xander Family and his status as Senior Brother Xander, none of them spoke up.

Gregory Xander was rebuked publicly by Sebastian Carew but still maintained a cold arrogance, "Your existence, and the machines’ existence, are a hindrance in themselves."

This wasn’t a reasonable argument.

With no instructor nearby, Nathan White couldn’t help but step forward and gently remind him again, "Senior Brother Xander, the filming by the crew was agreed upon by the dean."

Gregory Xander immediately turned his head to look at him, "I know the dean agreed, but if they don’t do well, as the assistant coach for the training, don’t I have the right to speak up?

This is the Taoism Academy, not their entertainment circle. No one will coddle them into coming here to film."

With Gregory Xander’s words, the faces of the TV crew’s guests and staff darkened. They had encountered uncooperative filming subjects before, but never ones so hostile to their presence.

As the show host, William Zeller struggled, despite nearly unable to stand, to say something to ease the tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, Scarlett Jennings spoke up, "You say they didn’t do well. Can I ask, Senior Brother, did you initially meditate better than them?"

"How could that be compared?"

He had started learning meditation as a child.

For a child, no matter how disciplined, it’s impossible to sit still for four hours.

"Why can’t it be compared?" Scarlett countered, "They’re doing it for the first time. Everyone started at the same point. How many here could sit in meditation for four hours on their first attempt? Can you?"

The observing students glanced away. Some had embarrassed looks, some laughed it off, and some wanted to say they could, but Scarlett ignored them.

"You see, they couldn’t."

Scarlett looked at Gregory Xander, her almond-shaped eyes clear, "But they did it, and just for that, Senior Brother, you shouldn’t have said what you did."

She paused, glanced at Ariel Zimmerman with her red, tear-filled eyes, and added, "And you certainly shouldn’t blame and bully a girl just because you’re an assistant coach."

Gregory Xander originally wanted to refute her earlier words, but before he could speak, hearing her last statement made his expression change suddenly, "When did I bully a girl because of my position?!"

This was slander!

The Xander Family rules didn’t permit such behavior, and he certainly wouldn’t!

When Gregory Xander said this, the TV crew’s guests immediately pointed at Ariel Zimmerman, Scarlett Jennings, in particular, wore a severe expression, "She’s crying."

Ariel Zimmerman hesitated, looking up with teary red eyes, pitifully.

She was naturally gentle-looking, and crying like this somehow evoked a protective instinct, especially in the surrounding eighteen or nineteen-year-

olds.

When mentioned, it indeed seemed that Senior Brother was a bit harsh.

He had scolded a girl to tears on the very first day.

And she wasn’t even part of their Mystical Sect.

Gregory Xander suddenly met Ariel Zimmerman’s red-eyed, tear-laden gaze, and a trace of guilt flashed across his cold face, but he maintained his cold hardness, "She’s just too sensitive. I’m only hoping she’d opt-out for her own good."

Seeing Gregory Xander still say such things, Amber Livingston and Evander Simpson couldn’t help but furrow their brows, just about to speak when Ariel Zimmerman finally voiced, her voice soft and weak, "Senior Brother Xander is right, I’m just too sensitive, don’t blame him, he really is just looking out for me."

As Ariel spoke, with Stella Gibson’s help, she slowly stood, but once stable, she nearly stumbled again.

The nearby new students instinctively reached out to support her, but Ariel had steadied herself, not forgetting to lift her head and flash them a resilient smile.

Gregory Xander listened to her agreeing with his words, yet for some reason, he felt something was off.

Ariel Zimmerman then walked step by step up to Gregory Xander, softly saying, "Senior Brother, it’s all my fault, I’m new to this and lack experience. Next time, I promise I’ll do better, and try not to upset you...

If, if you think I’m not doing well, you could hit me or scold me, just please don’t make me leave..."

Her voice, already hoarse from crying, was now deliberately lowered, with a crying undertone of grievance, instantly moving everyone present.

And this was a celebrity!

She came here to endure hardship, and yet she was willing to lower herself so much!

In comparison, Gregory Xander’s previous attitude suddenly seemed too overbearing.

See what he had scared her into?

No doubt, Senior Brother Xander went too far.

Senior Brother Xander: ??

"You..." Gregory Xander sensed something was wrong, taking a step forward, but Ariel Zimmerman, startled like a frightened bird, took a step back.

Her retreat ignited the dissatisfaction of the surrounding new students.

Several of them stepped forward, directly standing behind Ariel Zimmerman and responding defensively toward Gregory Xander, "Senior Brother Xander! She has already humbled herself so much, please don’t intimidate her any further!"

"What did she do wrong? She’s just doing her job." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ "Exactly, she worked so hard to complete the instructors’ tasks, Senior Brother’s too harsh."

"Senior Brother, amongst our Mystical Sect members, there is no precedent for bullying girls."

"Senior Brother, I think you owe Ariel an apology."

Gregory Xander: ???

What did he do to warrant an apology?

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Wait, what was happening now?

To be fair, Gregory Xander had been focused on his practice over the years and wasn’t very familiar with the internet.

If only he had spent more time browsing on his phone, he would know there was a thing called the "green tea quotes" online.

If he had paid more attention to showbiz, he would know Ariel Zimmerman, known in the industry by the nickname "Ariel Tea Tea."

Queen of Tea.

At this moment, Ariel slightly averted her head, giving Scarlett Jennings a quick wink from an angle hidden from others.

That look carried a bright hint of amusement.

Hmph, trying to mess with me?