Luo Hanshuang's entrance into the Inner Circle certainly drew a lot of attention, countless teachers were watching.
Not just those from Xingluo, but from other academies too. In this situation, thinking about sneaking away unnoticed was really wishful thinking.
Luo Hanshuang was set down by Qu Jianlei, her body staggered for a moment, her small hands covered her eyes, wanting to bury herself underground.
In the midst of a public spectacle like this, she truly felt like dying from embarrassment.
"Hanshuang," a sturdy female teacher rushed over, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Luo Hanshuang rubbed her cheeks with her hands for a moment, then slowly lowered them.
Her cheeks were still a bit red, but it was no big deal, just pretend it was from rubbing them myself — as long as I'm not embarrassed, then it's someone else's embarrassment.
