"Teacher Zhao, I heard you're a wanted criminal?"
With that one sentence,
the smile on Zhao Wuji's face instantly froze.
"No, Tang Lin, who told you I'm a wanted criminal?!"
Zhao Wuji glared at Tang Lin.
Tang Lin replied casually,
"I don't know who I heard it from."
"I heard it while eating breakfast this morning."
"I got there fairly early."
"They also said that reporting you would earn a reward of several tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins."
Zhao Wuji thought back.
This morning, the cafeteria?
The only outsider had been that idiot Yu Xiaogang.
Could it be that idiot was saying it there, and Tang Lin overheard?
"Yu Xiaogang!"
He ground his teeth and cursed Yu Xiaogang viciously in his heart.
After half a lap, Oscar's running speed grew slower and slower.
Especially when he began to feel discomfort in his stomach.
It was not just him. The other six also felt a slight pain in their stomachs.
Their bellies rumbled as though something was stirring inside.
"Oscar, what are you doing?"
"Run! Don't walk, all right?"
Zhao Wuji frowned and shouted at Oscar.
He had expected their speed to decrease bit by bit,
but they should not have been unable to run after only half a lap.
"Yes, Teacher Zhao."
Oscar answered and increased his speed by the tiniest bit.
He could not put his suffering into words. His stomach truly felt awful.
He slightly turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong, who was following behind him.
The person he liked was right behind him.
How could he say that he could not run anymore?
Ning Rongrong behind him felt equally miserable.
Her stomach rumbled as though she had diarrhea.
But she did not dare say anything. It had not been easy to train together,