Xiao Yi watched Fatty Tang acting bafflingly as if he had seen a ghost, walking towards a seat at the very front of the class, and couldn't help but feel astonished.
What was Fatty Tang trying to pull?
Could it be that the skinny ghost called Li Han had scared him senseless with that missed kick just now?
Or had his own behavior just now excessively stimulated Fatty Tang, causing him mental distress?
No sooner had he tried to figure it out than the teacher appeared on the podium in front. When the teacher saw the beautiful girl sitting next to Xiao Yi, his lips twitched uncontrollably, and then he hastily diverted his gaze to the side.
But when he turned his gaze to the other side, his expression stiffened again. There, led by Gao Junjie, the Four Young Evil Masters were rubbing their backs one by one, moaning non-stop, looking as if they were in pain, with one or two even sporting traces of blood at the corners of their mouths.
