Facing the furious wrath of the Dean, Han Yuxi kept her hands in the pockets of her white coat, very calmly.,After finishing, she politely smiled and turned to leave. Though seemingly slender, her movements were graceful and composed. There was a calmness about her that held an undeniable aura of pride.,Just as Han Yunxi was organizing these memory fragments, the joy abruptly ceased. Only to hear Xi Po exclaimed, "It's terrible! Terrible! Something terrible has happened!"。