On Monday, the dismissal bell rang in the afternoon. Daylight faded, but night had yet to fall.
Bathed in the sunset, the campus lay shrouded in the afterglow, as though a filter had been laid over everything and a painting unfurled before their eyes.
Chai Wei hurried out of the classroom, giving the troublemakers no chance to seize on him.
Only after running out of the teaching building did he pause for two seconds in the twilight campus and look back. Students poured from classrooms on every floor of the building, swarming out to look for food.
Chai Wei turned back around without slowing his pace, muttering, 'Your turn has come, Yan Tianpeng!'
His voice was low, as though he were announcing some kind of decree.
Shen Xu had already suffered a crushing blow, but it was nowhere near enough. Everyone who had angered him—none of them would get away. They would all pay in blood! Chai Wei had taken leave for one class that afternoon, found the bicycle Yan Tianpeng rode every day, and cut its brake cable, leaving it without brakes.
As for what consequences that would bring?
A cold smile surfaced on Chai Wei's face. That depended on Yan Tianpeng's luck.
From the moment he had offended him, he should have known he would pay the price!
Thinking of Yan Tianpeng suffering, Chai Wei felt a surge of satisfaction and strode ahead.
Though school was over and it was time for dinner, some students in Class 8 were still discussing problems. In terms of top students, Class 8 ranked only behind Experimental Classes 1–3.
The atmosphere among Class 8's top students was particularly studious, and they often discussed problems together.
Chen Qian held up his scratch paper. "That's right. The answer to this question is A."
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