Bian Jingchun shrugged his shoulders, revealing something that Chen Mobai didn't know.
"There's no need to do that. I might just be a few hours late one day. There is only so much time in a day, and it doesn't make sense to waste it waiting for me."
Chen Mobai's words made the people of Dance Tool Daoist Academy exchange glances. It was rare to see someone shirking responsibilities so openly.
But Zhuang Jialan was used to it.
In the student union, they barely saw this president throughout the year.
"Lou Fengcheng is watching you."
Sun Daoji reminded him, Chen Mobai nodded, then locked eyes with Lou Fengcheng. Both of them flew down from the platform and landed on the lake surface.
In the midst of the rumbling sound,
Chen Mobai didn't bother with pleasantries, he directly cast a Rank-3 Yi Wood Divine Thunder at Lou Fengcheng's face.
