Pu Sangzhi ran away.
At that moment, the atmosphere in the cafeteria was rigid like frost, a chill slowly emanating from Huo Feng's body, freezing the air within ten meters so that no student dared to breathe loudly.
The deskmates Wen Miao and Zhu Dandan didn't even dare to pick up their chopsticks, only able to stare at each other with big eyes and dry gazes… or sneak a glance at Huo Feng.
They all knew… Huo Feng was angry.
After Pu Sangzhi left, Huo Feng sat still like a rock.
His entire being seemed to be enveloped in a layer of dark aura, anger churning between his frosty brows, yet it was suppressed.
At that moment, no one knew how Huo Feng, brewing with rage, would explode?
Flipping tables, causing an uproar, getting angry… anything was possible with Huo Feng, this ticking time bomb.
Zhu Dandan's legs under the table were shaking, terrified that she wouldn't be able to escape in time if Huo Feng were to lash out.
