Ma Congjun felt suffocated, and what made her even more suffocated was that the person she hated the most approached her like a pesky fly.
Bai Hao, Mr. Bai, along with a troop of lackeys and his pals Miao Chenqi and Duan Hao, strutted around as if the Martial Arts Hall was their personal domain.
Their arrival caused a huge stir, turning everyone around them into mere background characters, with all eyes drawn to these privileged young masters.
"Congjun? Ha, I've finally found you. We didn't see you at Teacher Sun's just now. Don't tell me you haven't paid your respects to a master yet?" Bai Hao's eyes shone with surprise when he saw Ma Congjun.
Ma Congjun wanted to slip away, but now that Bai Hao had called out her name, she felt obliged to stop where she was, out of courtesy.
Bai Hao was effusively warm, sidling up to Ma Congjun as if forgetting the displeasure he had caused her previously.
