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...Is it finally over?
Chi Enen glanced at him one last time and limped away.
Li Beijue watched her figure disappear at the classroom doorway, then suddenly, in a burst of rage, he slammed his fist into the blackboard again.
The blackboard, already dented from his previous blow, couldn't withstand another punch and came crashing down with a loud clang.
The bodyguards all lowered their heads, keeping silent, fearful of unintentionally becoming collateral damage.
Huo Yi was overwhelmed with worry for both Chi Enen and Li Beijue. He mustered up the courage to approach the man radiating an aura that kept others at a distance and said, "Master Jue, your hand..."
"Leave."
Li Beijue cut him off and turned to leave.
Huo Yi hurried after him. He had barely caught up and hadn't had the chance to suggest treating his wound when Li Beijue had already gotten into the Bugatti Veyron. The silver sports car sped away—
*
On a private jet bound for Country Y.
