like a ghost, tong yan slowly walked to the door of the classroom. when he opened the door, he found that the students who had run away because they were afraid of master mu were all gathered here.
when they saw tong yan, their expressions changed. none of them came up to show concern for him. instead, they kept their distance from him as if they were avoiding the god of plague.
tong yan stood still. he had been beaten miserably. his body was covered with footprints and dust. his body was bruised all over. his tie and clothes were in a mess. a few buttons had fallen off. his face was swollen.
looking at tong yan's miserable expression, there were some kind female students who carefully consoled him: "tong yan, are you all right? actually, it wasn't that we didn't want to help you just now, but you know that master mu's temper isn't very good, so we didn't dare to ..."
