Qi Xia, who previously had stood on the higher ground, seemed to have finished chanting. He lounged lazily on a massive rock as he gazed at the frightened students who looked as though they would pee their pants.
"…"
What was going on? The abnormal bastard chanted for half a day, so what high-level magic was that?
The group of students stared nervously at Qi Xia, who still leaned against the rock. They realized that he would not give them any hints about what would happen next. He even picked a wild fruit and had started to eat it.
"Everyone, come out this way and line up obediently. Please don't push!" An incredibly infuriating voice echoed from the back of the crowd. As they turned toward the sound, they saw a grinning Tang Nazhi who held a sack and stood at the intersection point of both light shields. A path for a single person to pass through was opened at his side.
