"Wow! Big Sister Mei is beautiful!" Su Wanwan gasped from the side, her eyes shining with awe.
Qiao Mei's body glowed brilliantly, enveloped in a pure white radiance that seemed almost sacred.
The light poured out of her like a second skin, illuminating the entire classroom and casting long, shimmering shadows across the walls.
Snowflakes began to drift into existence around her, forming out of thin air.
Frost crept along the floor, and delicate layers of ice spread outward, crystallizing the air itself.
The temperature dropped sharply, yet the cold did not feel hostile… rather, it felt controlled, refined, and perfectly restrained.
Despite the overwhelming surge of icy power, not a single desk was damaged, not a single wall cracked.
Everything remained intact, as though the classroom existed in a different space, untouched by the raging force surrounding her.
The rest of Lin Feng's students sat frozen, their faces filled with shock, admiration, and disbelief.
