Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Chenyu, and the others waited until Nuoding Intermediate Soul Master Academy was dismissed, yet Ye Zhiqiu still had not returned. They could not help feeling puzzled. Where had he gone? By this time, Ye Zhiqiu should have been going to eat with them.
"That big bad guy actually left me here all by myself," Ning Rongrong muttered angrily.
At Nuoding Academy, Ning Rongrong did not know anyone besides Ye Zhiqiu. Now that Ye Zhiqiu had suddenly disappeared, she felt rather insecure and could not help growing anxious.
Xiao Wu shot her a sidelong glance and mocked, "Scaredy-cat."
With Ye Zhiqiu gone, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had been at each other's throats all afternoon. Naturally, Xiao Wu was not about to give her a friendly look now.
Tang San wiped at the cold sweat on his forehead, speechless. These two were far too troublesome—both were the little devil type. With Ye Zhiqiu absent, he could only stand between them as a peacemaker. Unfortunately, neither Xiao Wu nor Ning Rongrong gave him any face. Tang San felt that life was truly too hard. As for Xiao Chenyu, Ling Feng, and Liu Long, they did not even dare breathe. One of them seemed to be Brother Qiu's little sister, while the other had introduced herself as the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
How could they possibly dare provoke her? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the Upper Three Sects of the Douluo Continent. With just one word from them, the City Lord's Mansion of Nuoding City would probably have to change owners.
Judging by the way Brother Qiu spoke with her, the two were obviously very familiar. Brother Qiu truly was a genius from some great power. Xiao Chenyu