"Dang dang dang!"
As the crowd from the Daqin Saint Institute descended, seating themselves in the stands, the bell indicating the start of the end-of-year assessment rang out violently.
Under the tolling of the bell, one student after another from the Tianyu Branch made their way to the central Martial Arts Arena of the academy.
And in the dormitory of the low-level class, Luo Qingtong's expression remained indifferent as she glanced outside before closing her eyes again.
What's the rush?
Let Shi Qingqing and the others swagger about for a while first.
How will they know what despair is, if they aren't given a bit of hope?
Luo Qingtong's favorite thing was to hunt her prey at their most complacent!
Such prey is the most delicious!
Moreover, to let Shi Qingqing and the others die so cheaply... How could she do justice to their prior attempts against her and her comrades?
They need to put on a proper show!
