"You don't get to tell me what to do."
Wang Dong'er's voice wasn't loud. She gave a cold snort and turned away.
Chu Mo, the person at the center of it all, felt a little confused. Was that acting spoiled? It didn't seem like it.
If she changed back into women's clothes, he might try to comfort her, but in men's clothes? Forget it. He couldn't afford to provoke her.
He looked toward the stage, and the familiar Ding Ding Ding of the Group Chat sounded in his mind again.
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: I'm so bored.]
[Rabbit Ear Girl: Heh, don't you have class? How can you be bored?]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: Class is exactly why I'm bored. Why did anyone invent classes?]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: @Cat Who Controls Speed, it's been so long. Aren't you going to send a message?]
[Revenge Girl: Maybe it's too hard for him to accept. After all, he's from the Zhu Family. Zhuqing becoming a god is probably their faith.]
[Rabbit Ear Girl: For someone so rude, I suggest kicking him out of the group sooner rather than later, so he doesn't ruin everyone else's mood. Isn't he just looking for trouble?]
Seeing Jiang Nannan still standing up for him over what had happened that morning, Chu Mo felt pleased.
The Group Chat was full of pointless chatter. The member who'd questioned him still hadn't said anything, but was online. Had the news hit him too hard to believe, or was he still trying to figure out how to leave the group?
The Divine Realm.
With Ning Rongrong's treatment, Zhu Zhuqing had recovered enough to change clothes. She was placed on a new bed and lay flat, resting.
Xiao Wu sat