Meeting the Empress

"Xiao Hui, find a seat and sit down!" The homeroom teacher looked at Xiao Hui's back, his eyes filled with respect. Based on what had happened last night, Xiao Hui was the daughter of a god. Her true strength was no weaker than that of a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

Amid everyone's cheers and invitations, Xiao Hui merely shook her head. She then walked over and sat on Bi Tianyu's other side, set down her books, and let Bi Tianyu's words go in one ear and out the other, completely ignoring him.

Watching this, Bi Tianyu felt utterly helpless. He had no idea what to do. After all, his attempt to two-time them had thoroughly enraged both girls. It was already a blessing that they had not joined forces, drawn their blades, and chopped him to pieces.

Feeling the invisible chill radiating from both sides and the murderous looks in his classmates' eyes, Bi Tianyu felt the urge to flee for the first time.

After trembling through an entire class, Bi Tianyu leaped away from his desk, went to the bathroom to relieve himself, then headed to an empty spot in the last row and sat in the seat at the very edge, hoping to relax for a while.

Just as Bi Tianyu had lowered his head onto the desk, he suddenly felt two familiar chills again. The moment he looked up, he saw two stunningly beautiful but indifferent faces. Gu Qiu'er had already seated herself one seat away to his left, while Xiao Hui stood to his right. Her frosty voice rang out. "Move over."

"Little Sister Xiao Hui." Bi Tianyu awkwardly forced out those four words. In the past, Xiao Hui would surely have sweetly called him Brother Tianyu, but this time, she merely said coldly, "Move over."

Hearing