(Today is said to be the Western holiday of Christmas Eve, although I hardly ever celebrate this holiday, I still wish every fan of masters out there a lifetime of peace and safety, happy holidays!)
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The surrounding students all felt Xiao Yi's dominance and pressure, but compared to Wang Qiang, who was at the eye of this storm, what they felt was insignificant.
In that instant, Wang Qiang almost thought the person before him wasn't Xiao Yi, but the uncle from the Gao Family whom he respected the most. No, even more frightening—it felt like more pressure than when facing that uncle from the Gao Family. He felt as if he could hardly breathe, and his legs trembled nonstop.
Especially when Xiao Yi's gaze turned towards him, he felt those eyes could materialize into substance, like the icy glint of a sword.
The moment his gaze met Xiao Yi's, he couldn't help but lower his head and apologized to Xiao Yi, "I'm sorry!"
