Sang Ning slowly got up: "Alright, since that's the case, then come with me."
Sang Chuan was confused, but he felt an oppressive aura from Sang Ning's cold gaze.
"You... what are you trying to do?"
His voice unconsciously softened.
"You said you'd rather jump off a cliff than study, right? Then jump now and show me. If you're brave enough to jump, I'll respect you as a man." Sang Ning lowered her eyes indifferently, her tone casual but decidedly not joking.
Sang Chuan swallowed hard, hesitating.
Maybe... let's forget it. He was afraid of heights.
Seeing Sang Chuan's silence, Sang Ning spoke just in time: "In that case, I'll assume you're giving up on the cliff-jumping and choosing to study."
"Studying isn't impossible, but let me make this clear upfront: my brain simply doesn't work that way. If you end up dying of frustration, that's not on me." Sang Chuan stubbornly retorted, trying to regain some dignity.
