978 Poor Quality

Xue Fanxin was ready to listen to those people talk about her father seriously, but unexpectedly, she did not hear anything. Hence, she remembered the person who said that Xue Feichen' was a taboo and planned to find a time to get more information from him.

Finally it was time to eat in the canteen.

The disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect all came to eat, but those who came were all ordinary disciples of the sect. Those disciples with higher status ate in another higher-level canteen.

Xue Fanxin led the group of new disciples through the door of the canteen. The moment she entered, she received all kinds of looks. They were either disdainful or mocking.

Zhou Xiaotong was fine. He had a cheerful personality, did not care about trifles, and had a strong tolerance. He did not feel any discomfort from those strange gazes.

However, the others did not have a good mentality like Zhou Xiaotong. All of them were very inferior and timid. Under the influence of those gazes, they were so frightened that they lowered their heads and walked beside Xue Fanxin obediently.

It's okay. Don't worry about them. Let's go get food. Xue Fanxin was the first to come to the window to receive the food. She took a casual look and knew the process. She picked up the large plate placed by the side and handed it to the staff at the window, ordering the dishes she wanted to eat.

Perhaps because she was wearing tattered clothes, the canteen staff actually gave her attitude when they distributed the food. There was pitifully little food.

However, she did not care about any of this.

Zhou Xiaotong and the others imitated Xue Fanxin and took out plates to order food, but they received very little. There were only a few mouthfuls of rice, a few green vegetables, and some meat scraps. With such a small amount of food, even children would not be able to eat their fill.

No matter how little the food was, the new disciples did not dare to have any complaints. They took their food and found a place to eat.

However, things were still not going so smoothly.

There were many empty seats in the canteen. Xue Fanxin wanted to sit in a deserted place, but no matter where she sat, someone would always snatch it from her and deliberately not let her sit down to eat.

This seat is mine. Go somewhere else.

In the beginning, Xue Fanxin did not argue with these people who were snatching seats, but later on, she really could not bear it anymore. Hence, she raised her voice and said loudly, Everyone says that the Flowing Cloud Sect is the leader of the three great sects. I didn't expect the disciples they nurtured to be all uneducated hooligans. Not only did they bully the new junior brothers and sisters, but they don't even have the basic manners to let them eat. Their quality is really extraordinarily bad.

What nonsense are you talking about? A disciple could not help but scold Xue Fanxin.

Am I talking nonsense? Actually, this is nothing. After all, this is a world where strength speaks for itself. We don't have a good background and don't have strength. It's reasonable for us to be looked down on and bullied by you. But there's an old saying that the tables have turned. Who knows when it will be our turn? Therefore, it's best to leave a bottom line in everything we do. Don't be too ruthless, or you'll be punished.

Although Xue Fanxin was dressed in rags and did not have much cultivation, her words always made people feel an inexplicable fear.

I'm going to that table to eat now. Whoever booked that table, quickly say it. Don't wait for me to go over before saying that it's a table you booked.

If no one says anything, I'll sit down.

When Zhou Xiaotong and the others saw this, they immediately sat down and ate heartily. However, because there was too little food, they finished it in a few bites.