"What is going on here?" A soft but extremely cold voice echoed in the hall when Elder Lin entered the hall, her robes slightly swaying along with the wind.
Once again, the whole hall quieted down for the second time today.
An Lin who was the senior student responsible for announcing any important information and announcement looked at Elder Lin with ashen face.
He scanned the crowd and immediately, his eyes locked with Ming Jiu who was not any better. Ming Jiu looked even worse than him. He remembered his last sentence that he had shouted at the top of his lungs.
'Kick him in the balls!'
'Kick him in the balls!'
His own voice continued to echo in this ear.
'My image is ruined!' He felt stabbing pain in his heart thinking about his image in front of Elder Lin.
'Hey, stupid..' An Lin called out to him in a tiny whisper that only they two could hear.
