Xia Ming suddenly appeared at the doorway.
Most of the gazes that had been focused on the conflict between Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao were instantly drawn toward him.
"Isn't that the senior who registered yesterday?"
"No, why did he walk straight into our class?"
Quiet whispers rose through the room, and many freshmen wore expressions of bewilderment and alarm.
The composure Xia Ming had displayed yesterday, along with his unfathomable bearing, had instinctively led many to place him among the upperclassmen.
Now that they saw him openly step into a freshman classroom, an absurd thought struck at their understanding.
Could this guy, who looked like trouble incarnate, actually be a freshman in the same year as them?
The shock brought by that thought even briefly overshadowed Dai Huabin and Huo Yuhao's earlier agreement to fight.
Just as the room remained steeped in uncertainty, a crisp voice broke the brief silence.
"Hey! You at the door!"
Everyone turned toward the sound and saw a pink-blue-haired girl abruptly rise from her seat by the window.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, but her brows were sharply raised in anger as her lively eyes fixed tightly on Xia Ming. It was Wang Dong'er.
"Do you dare fight me?"
For a moment, the classroom was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Xia Ming, curious how this mysterious classmate would respond to the challenge of another freshman whose talent was clearly just as terrifying.
Xia Ming blinked, seemingly somewhat surprised.
His gaze fell on Wang Dong'er, while an unreadable curve formed at the corner of his lips.
Rather than answering immediately, he asked as though confirming something:
"Classmate Wang, if I remember correctly, you were already a Soul Ancestor when you enrolled.
Such talent has been exceedingly rare even throughout the academy's