As he was walking away, Xiao Yi didn't forget the virtue of courtesy and promptly locked the rooftop door with a flick of his hand, bolting it from the inside. Whether they had a key or not, they wouldn't be able to come down now.
Tossing the rooftop key nonchalantly into a nearby trash bin, Xiao Yi leisurely made his way towards the classroom. Today, he had finally taught Gao Junjie and his two mates a little lesson. Thinking that they might still be clueless about what had happened, he felt an oppression that had loomed over him since morning instantly lift. An indescribable ease washed over him, and he even found himself humming a tune for once.
Ancient wisdom often says, "After hardship comes ease, but too much joy leads to sorrow."
Indeed, the ancients were very reliable in their words. Xiao Yi was strolling along contentedly when suddenly a chilling sensation confronted him head-on.
