A Little Game

No.4 Middle School's campus, the broad north-south main road bustled with people.

All the students were walking when Wu Yunzhi told Qi Tianheng to get lost.

Qi Tianheng's expression changed. He was a young master, with a whole bunch of lackeys under him. Usually, which student around him wouldn't show him some respect? Yet someone had actually told him to get lost! He clenched his fists, anger building in his chest as though it might erupt at any moment.

Zhao Xiaofeng was good at reading people and immediately sensed Tian Ge's fury.

As the young master's loyal subordinate, Zhao Xiaofeng was not intimidated. He shouted, "If you say get lost, I'll get lost!"

With that, Zhao Xiaofeng copied Wu Yunzhi's manner and limped forward.

He was exceptionally shameless. He did not move too fast or too slowly, just swaying around right in front of Wu Yunzhi.

"I'm getting lost, I'm getting lost," Zhao Xiaofeng said obediently.

Qi Tianheng burst into laughter at the sight.

Compared to physical torment, attacks on the spirit were often far more lethal.

Now it was Wu Yunzhi's turn to clench his fists. He gathered his strength, wanting to catch up to Zhao Xiaofeng and give him a vicious kick! Unfortunately, he was injured and disabled. How could he compare to the nimble Zhao Xiaofeng?

One ran while the other gave chase, but Wu Yunzhi simply could not catch him no matter how hard he tried.

Qi Tianheng laughed until his stomach hurt.

In the end, Wu Yunzhi was so furious that he turned around and left school.

Zhao Xiaofeng came back and claimed credit. "Tian Ge, haha, he skipped class!"

Qi Tianheng was in an excellent mood now. He patted Zhao Xiaofeng as if praising him and said, "Xiaofeng, well done. Didn't you say you