"Long time no see, class monitor! Your winter break must've been pretty good, huh?" Wu Feng waved enthusiastically. In the months before winter break, she'd had a blast fighting Huo Yuhao in practical classes.
Fighting Huo Yuhao always gave her a novel feeling. Because of his Martial Soul, he didn't have any truly offensive Spirit Skills, so whenever they sparred, they relied entirely on pure physical technique.
The things Huo Yuhao showed her, especially those strange footwork techniques, always let him "just happen" to dodge her attacks before launching a powerful counterattack. It was something Wu Feng had never experienced before.
"Not bad. I got two pretty good treasures for completing my work-study tasks."
"I almost forgot you were still a work-study student, class monitor. You even had to spend your break doing tasks..." Wu Feng patted Huo Yuhao's shoulder sympathetically, like an older brother. Watching this, Ning Tian didn't know what expression to make.
On one hand, she was glad that someone with Wu Feng's personality could develop such a smooth friendship with Huo Yuhao. On the other, whenever Wu Feng went to challenge Huo Yuhao during training class, she always felt a faint, strange emotion.
She didn't know what it was, and for the moment, she wasn't planning to worry too much about it.
"By the way, class monitor, you came to see us for something important, right?"
But just then, Wu Feng, who'd been laughing and joking a moment earlier, suddenly spoke up.
"If you'd only come over to say hello... Dong'er would've been higher on your list than the two of us. So you came to discuss something important with young mistress, right, class monitor?" Wu Feng's gaze shifted back and forth between Huo Yuhao and Dong'er.
Before Huo Yuhao had come over to them, she'd