Outside the school, where the new campus was supposed to be, a collapse occurred, and even the old campus experienced a massive sinkhole.
The ground sank entirely, eventually creating a huge pit.
Everyone gasped in shock, and only then did they realize the gravity of the situation—how crucial Ning Fan's earlier suggestion to start excavation at six o'clock had been.
Master Liu, operating the excavator, clutched his seat and screamed. His excavator had fallen into the pit. Luckily, the pit wasn't too deep, his excavator didn't flip over, and he wasn't in any life-threatening danger.
"Everyone, don't panic, all is quiet now! Quick, check if anyone's injured!"
The old principal shouted from the school gate, while the construction crew hurriedly surveyed the surroundings.
The Feng Shui Masters, at that moment, were pale-faced. They realized only now that Ning Fan was not clueless, but rather knew more than they did!
"Quick, find a rope to pull Master Liu up!"
