When the members of the martial arts club heard Yun Jian’s words, although they did not know what he meant, they all nodded in agreement.
“Staying for an hour at such a party is already something that I would never have dreamed of in the past. Don’t worry, I will definitely leave at seven!”
“Me Too!”
“That’s right, president doesn’t need to explain. Whatever the president says, it will be done! We just have to do as he says!”
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After the members of the martial arts club heard Yun Jian’s words, they all spoke in unison.
Yun Jian narrowed his eyes at this, and finally, his gaze became indifferent.
The morning passed just like that.
The weather in Jiang city was still as clear as ever, and the streets that were filled with people were still as noisy as ever.
However, all of this seemed to be the eve of a storm.
