It wasn't just Jacob; Morgan and the others behind him also felt their eyelids twitching uncontrollably. They threw a furtive glance to the side, staring at the student who had just hurried back.
The student, who had specifically gone to seek help from other teachers, was sprinting over, his face pale, shaking his head hopelessly at Morgan.
Apart from Jacob, no one else was willing to come.
A chill ran through Morgan's heart.
And then, another chill, even colder.
Because Huai Shi had looked over.
"I heard I have a lot of fans here. Must be you folks, right?" Huai Shi asked genially. For some reason, however, they suddenly felt a cold sensation at the base of their necks.
They wanted to argue, but what was there to argue about at this point? Weren't they the ones secretly instigating? Now that he had come to their doorstep, was there any need to argue?
