In the empty classroom, Yu Dandan and Li Fei, among others, reached out with their arms, holding the same pen together.
Behind her, the palm that belonged to Wei Ting was scorching hot as if it were a branding iron. No matter how Yu Dandan struggled, the palm stuck to her back as though it were a magnet, firmly attached. Under this scalding heat, she felt as if her entire body were drained of strength, the intensity of her struggles dwindling, and her outstretched hand was pulled even tighter by Li Fei and the others. The pen in the center of their palms moved to and fro, pulled in all directions, indicating that the Pen Immortal had been summoned.
At that moment, Wei Ting said, "Now, you can ask the questions you want to ask, one by one."
"I'll go first."
Li Fei, anxious and eager, said to the other two, "This way, I will ask about my job again later, and if the answer is the same, then you can confidently ask your own questions!"
As she spoke, she closed her eyes.
