"Go to hell!"
Down in the audience, March 7th drank some of her beverage, tightened the cap, and threw the bottle in a parabola that hit Yan Huan right on the head.
"Hurry up, how long have I been waiting here, what are you dawdling for?!"
"Ah, the president!!" Sushang stood nearby and watched Yan Huan get hit, looking very worried.
Guinaifen and Huo Huo received the news and also rushed to the training grounds.
It was packed shoulder to shoulder here now, under the blazing sun, surrounded completely and airtightly.
"Selling ice cream~ Come take a look!"
"Anyone want to buy cigarettes? Cheap low prices, all imported through special channels by my cousin, guaranteed genuine!"
"Little brother, this is my business card, remember to call me tonight if you feel lonely~"
"Where's the toilet here? The training ground doesn't build a restroom, making people go all the way to a public toilet to relieve themselves?!"
Looking down at the clamor below, Yan Huan stood up, kicked the drink bottle away, and pressed his hands down slightly.
"Stop, stop!"
"Hello, comrades--good afternoon!!"
"Mas--ter--good-- afternoon!!" came the unified response from below, the sound shaking the heavens and earth.
Yan Huan instinctively covered his ears halfway through and looked over at Miss Xi Kui beside him.
"This venue doesn't seem big enough. Can't your pocket dimension technology be expanded a bit more?"
By now, the Prank Master training ground belonging to Yan Huan was already the size of a normal academy's playground, yet it was still packed to capacity.
Perhaps because the Nameless had contributed too much on the Luofu last time, many Xianzhou people came here by reputation, wanting to see how Yan Huan would improve the students' strength.
It was now the eve of the Martial Arts Ceremony, and from