"Oh, can't get up?"
The taunting voice carried an easy, cheerful laughter.
It was just short of whistling directly at them.
The fallen Lin Qi and the others, hearing the familiar voice, all lifted their heads, looking forward in bewilderment.
There stood Mo Shangjun not far away, in stark contrast with her poised and unruffled demeanor compared to their disheveled states.
Seeing her appear so calm and untouched by even a speck of dirt, Lin Qi instantly boiled with rage, struggling to get up from the ground with clenched teeth.
Yu Yitong and Liang Zhiqiong clearly didn't want to show weakness in front of Mo Shangjun either, each picking themselves up from the ground, standing straight, steadying themselves, and staring silently at Mo Shangjun.
Qin Lian was so exhausted she had passed out, unaware of anything.
