What Are You Panting For?

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Blood gushed from Huo Yuhao's mouth as if it were free, while he lay sprawled on the ground in an odd position.

Jiang Mu watched the blood flow from his mouth without obstruction, pooling beneath his face into a small puddle.

Bright red blood covered his entire face.

Combined with his pale expression and motionless body, he looked rather frightening.

The classroom fell silent. Quite a few people who noticed what was happening stopped talking.

The sudden quiet also caused those in the front to stop chatting. After confirming that the teacher had not arrived, they turned to look behind them.

"What happened?"

Someone asked curiously.

"Someone fainted."

Among the onlookers was the cute little girl Xiao Xiao, with green hair tied in a single ponytail near the front.

She turned her head and looked at Huo Yuhao on the ground, her face filled with disgust and fear.

The next second, she shifted her gaze to Jiang Mu, who sat behind him.

She sighed inwardly.

A handsome guy's face was much nicer to look at.

"Big brother, this person is coughing up blood. Do you know what happened?"

"I'm not too sure."

How could Jiang Mu possibly admit that Huo Yuhao had coughed up blood mostly because of the mockery he had transmitted directly into his mind?

Could he say that? Of course not.

This also proved that the punishment's killing intent had reached 100%. They were already at the point of fighting to the death.

The fact that he had not killed him outright was already an act of mercy.

Fine, he just wanted to torment him a little and treat him like a power bank.

"Alright, but what should we do now?"

Xiao Xiao did not dwell on it. She merely looked away and glanced at the disheveled Huo Yuhao.

No matter how ugly or unpleasant he was, she was still a young girl. Seeing him like that, she could not help feeling a tiny bit of sympathy.

"Should we help call the teacher?"

She asked the people beside her, hoping someone else could offer a suggestion.

"Uh, well..."

They were young and jealous, but some of them still had compassion. They wanted to help, yet when they thought of Zhou Yi's expression, like that of a resentful woman, they felt they might get caught in the crossfire if they spoke up.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Mu tilted his head and asked Wang Dong'er beside him.

Wang Dong'er crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Hmph, what ideas could I possibly have?"

She could not bring herself to like this guard at all. He was always making such a fuss. She had merely asked him to keep an eye on things, yet anyone who did not know better would think he was her husband.

That jealous look of his irritated her.

It was not as if no one pursued her. How could she possibly choose a guard? He was simply a toad lusting after swan meat!

Besides, he could not read minds, so he had not heard what had been said just now. In Huo Yuhao's eyes, he had merely been provoked by their actions and coughed up blood after getting yelled at.

How embarrassing. She could not bear to look at him, so how could she possibly go help?

"Mm..."

Even Wang Dong'er was unwilling to help, much less Jiang Mu or the other strangers nearby.

Even if they had some kindness in their hearts, Zhou Yi's stern expression suppressed it all.

They could only wait, waiting for their homeroom teacher to arrive and see whether she could save him.

However, their homeroom teacher was currently in the office.

Office.

After Zhou Yi changed clothes, she began dealing with the work ahead.

She had changed into a new pair of black stockings and knelt directly on the floor.

Creak, creak~

"What is going on?"

"Today feels so strange, as if someone is controlling me."

Zhou Yi blushed as she wiped up the stains on the floor with paper, muttering to herself.

Creak, creak~

The crisp sounds of the tissue box rubbing against the damp floor made it clear that the floor was slippery from the stains.

It was humiliating.

She simply could not stop.

She had already made a complete fool of herself in front of the students.

And she had wanted to guide them into becoming her disciples. It would already be fortunate if this matter did not get spread around!

Just then—

Click!

The door opened, followed by the soft sound of short boots stepping across the floor.

Mu Jin poked her head in through the doorway, looking embarrassed. As soon as she entered, she muttered,

"Ah, I actually forgot to take the student files."

"Huh, why wasn't the door locked?"

That voice was extremely familiar. Zhou Yi immediately shuddered and froze in place.

Mu Jin had clearly noticed Zhou Yi as well. She frowned, briefly swept her gaze over Zhou Yi's current posture, and wondered what she was doing.

Fortunately, the stains on the floor had mostly been wiped away and were not very noticeable.

"What are you...?"

"I-I was just picking something up."

"Is that so?"

Suspicion filled Mu Jin's face.

Sniff~

She wrinkled her nose twice, and her frown deepened.

"What's that smell in the office?"

"Hah, what smell could there be? It's the smell of exhaustion from the start of the school year."

Zhou Yi acted unconcerned. She patted her skirt, sat back down in her chair, and crossed her legs.

Though Mu Jin was still suspicious after hearing that, she did not pursue the matter. Instead, seeing Zhou Yi still sitting there, she felt rather curious.

"Um, there's a lot to do on the first day of school. You're just sitting here?"

"Hehe, I'm planning to go a little later and see how self-disciplined they are."

Mu Jin immediately understood when she heard that.

She had known Zhou Yi was plotting something.

"Hehe, hitting them with something fierce right after meeting them? You really are such a... good teacher!"

Mu Jin rolled her eyes, went to her desk, and searched through the files on both sides—that was what she had really come looking for.

Zhou Yi did not dare continue tidying up. She could only pretend to naturally inspect the books on her desk. However, her eyes kept drifting toward Mu Jin, hoping she would leave quickly.

What was she looking for? Why was she taking so long?

Watching Mu Jin refuse to leave, Zhou Yi truly had no way to voice her suffering.

Ah, this was so irritating. She had planned to use this time to establish her authority, yet she was stuck sitting around in the office. She was anxious too!

How was she supposed to raise the promotion rate if she did not expel a few students with poor character and low aptitude?

Sitting around doing nothing only made her more restless.

"You used a little toy."

As her sworn rival, Mu Jin knew her well. Perhaps the saying was true: the people who understood you best were not necessarily your family, but often your mortal enemies.

That was exactly what was happening now. No matter how well Zhou Yi hid it, Mu Jin could still see that she was restless and agitated, with flushed cheeks.

"What are you panting for?"

Bang!

It was the sound of a hand striking the desk. Zhou Yi glared at her.

"Was I panting?"

Seeing that Zhou Yi was genuinely angry, Mu Jin did not apologize, but she did not continue the subject either.

Under Zhou Yi's watchful gaze, she searched through a few more things.

After finding what she wanted, she picked it up, nodded in satisfaction, and left. Just as Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, Mu Jin reached the door but did not leave immediately. Instead, she turned her head.

"There really is a strange smell in this office. It truly should be cleaned up."

With that pointed remark, Zhou Yi, already troubled, became even more irritated.

"Explain yourself!"

"What do you mean by that?!"

Mu Jin did not even wait for her to finish. She simply left.

"You—"

Zhou Yi stood up and pointed toward the door. She could not even see Mu Jin's back anymore.

Speechless, she punched the air and sat back down.

"Damn it?"