The children seem to reach a consensus on this clearly important debate around the same time that Lan Wangji has had enough. A tenseness ripples through the little gaggle of children and a heartbeat later they scatter.

Miu laughs cheerfully and waves, as if his words hadn't also sent a shiver down her own spine. It was a tone the spoke of authority, no talking back, no room for arguments or disobedience. The most hardass teacher in the world would kill for such power.

Miu inds it kind of funny.

But as the children leave she lets him go, clapping her hands together briefly to brush them off as if having to touch him made her feel dirty. When she turns to face him (and feels a little like she has to nearly break her neck to do so), the cheer is gone, like the girl from before had been replaced with someone entirely different.

She raises an eyebrow at him, her tone dry.

"If it was that easy to get rid of them, why didn't you do that before? I wouldn't have had to rush in to help."