A group from Capital City Second School watched Zhang Fan incredulously.
My god, had this guy gone mad, daring to speak to Wu Ji like that? They had to remember that Wu Ji was a professor from Capital City.
Had it not been for Wu Ji's hometown being in the same city and the multiple invitations from Zhang Hua, how would he ever return to teach at Second School?
A voice whispered, "This kid's done for."
A few people from Second School watched Zhang Fan, gloating over his predicament.
They knew how hard Zhang Hua had to plead to get Wu Ji to come to Capital City First School to teach the exchange class.
The folks from First School also wore an amused expression. The Second School crowd was, to them, merely guests, and when guests were so arrogant in their host's home, weren't they just asking to be cut down to size?
