"Mo, Instructor, you---are---seriously---freaking---abnormal!"
All the people who had followed Mo Shangjun for several kilometers shouted loudly at her in unison.
Perhaps because they had been bullied so miserably, they were surprisingly in sync.
"Oh?"
Mo Shangjun tilted her head, looking at them with a smile that was not quite a smile, while her hands clapped together, cracking her knuckles with a loud sound that made one shiver.
"Run!"
Xiang Yongming, already prepared, shouted loudly.
As soon as his voice fell, he was the first to run out of sight.
The others looked dumbfounded, and then started running in all directions following Xiang Yongming, scattering like birds in the blink of an eye.
Oh, wait a minute—
Chu Feiyin was still sneakily standing in place.
As Mo Shangjun's assistant, she could escape for a moment but not for a lifetime.
Chu Feiyin, staring at Mo Shangjun who was smiling but not really smiling, suddenly regretted speaking rashly just now.
