Li Moxun's voice sounded exceptionally casual, but to everyone present, his words were no different from a thunderclap out of nowhere.
Whether it was Yang Nianxia, who had just been knocked to the ground with a single punch, the students watching nearby, or even Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, all of them abruptly lifted their heads and stared straight at Li Moxun.
His words struck their hearts like a barrage of lightning, leaving every one of them utterly stunned.
Yet beneath those gazes of shock, anger, and smug delight, Li Moxun calmly turned and walked away.
As he turned, however, his eyes happened to catch that smug expression. He tilted his head slightly and shot Yang Nianxia a cold glare.
Yang Nianxia immediately lowered his head obediently. He raised a hand to gingerly touch his broken nose bridge, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
As Li Moxun's figure gradually disappeared, Gu Yue did not dare remain any longer either. She fell silent for a moment, staring resentfully at the boy's retreating back before quickly chasing after him.
Only after the two had completely left did the atmosphere around them turn somewhat strange.
Xu Xiaoyan lightly tugged at the folds of her school uniform skirt, her eyes flickering faintly.
Tang Wulin clenched his teeth hard, his face full of anger. Yet what angered him most was not Li Moxun's words, but the fact that Gu Yue had not spoken a single word to deny them from beginning to end.
How was that any different from admitting it?
The thought that Gu Yue might be together with Li Moxun, that they might even kiss and embrace, made Tang Wulin feel as though his chest were about to explode.
But Wu Zhangkong paid them no attention at all. His icy gaze slowly