When he walked out of the locker room, his gaze immediately landed on Li Ruo. His expression was a treasure trove of emotions, shifting from a beaming smile to utter shock, then to a face full of gloom, and finally, his complexion turned dark as he slouched forward, the very picture of utter defeat. Li Ruo stood with her arms folded across her chest, a blush coloring her fair face, and a sly twinkle in her eye. All of a sudden, she realized that this game stirred the childlike joy within her heart. She couldn't help but chuckle internally, thinking this guy was really interesting.
Standing nearby, Lin Ziwen covered her red lips, snickering quietly. She had thought Ye Chen had escaped disaster, only to realize that one can run from the monk but not from the temple. And people like Li Tieniu were profoundly shocked; they reckoned the kid was done for. His recent insolence had blasted everyone into a stunned mess.
