Mo Shangjun raised her eyes to look at the three.
Ni Rou was imposing despite feeling uneasy, maintaining her calm as if sure that they wouldn't attack.
Du Juan was impetuous by nature, and at that moment her mind was filled with a sense of justice. She glared at them with hostility, even rolling up her sleeves, ready to fight if they dared to start one.
By contrast, Ran Feifei's presence was weaker, not wanting to meet their gaze and looking at Du Juan and Ni Rou with concern, as if she wanted them to keep the peace.
Lowering her eyelids slightly, Mo Shangjun spoke in an indifferent tone, "Fighting is prohibited, and it's pointless to argue with morons, so—"
"Scared?"
Du Juan stared at her disdainfully, wearing a mocking smile.
"This is a bit tricky, better leave it to Instructor Ji to handle," Mo Shangjun said lazily.
Everyone: "..."
Outside the door, Ji Ruonan: "..."
Lin Qi, ready to take action: "..."
