With the proctors' warning, order in Green Valley was instantly much improved.
However, Andrew Taylor, standing opposite Zheng Qing, still looked at him with an unwilling face. This made Zheng Qing, while talking to Xin Fat Man, have to divert about forty to fifty percent of his attention, vigilant of any possible dirty tricks from that young wolf.
He had never forgotten how, during a previous practice class, Andrew had used the opportunity of shaking hands to prick his hand with a ring, stealing his blood.
"Why did you just say that today there would be a lot of people entering the school hospital?" Zheng Qing repeated his earlier question to Xin Fat Man, his gaze fixed on the young Taylor the whole time, "I think everyone was very restrained in their bouts."
He was referring to several pairs of first-year students who had just completed their practical assessments.
