As soon as Yan Xianjue finished speaking, he felt more than twenty pairs of sparkling eyes fixed on him.
A few girls looked a little embarrassed when Yan Xianjue glanced their way, but they still joined the crowd in egging him on.
Yan Xianjue: "...You people are way too idle. I'll have the instructor crank up the intensity for you tomorrow."
The first student to start heckling looked as devastated as if he had been stabbed in the back. "No!"
"Brother Yan, we only had to come back for military training because of you."
Looking at the group of classmates who seemed desperate to shoot QAQs at him with their eyes, Yan Xianjue's mouth twitched. He now fully suspected that their setting up a gaming room in his house had been premeditated.
Knowing full well that these people could be truly shameless when they wanted to be, Yan Xianjue decisively said, "You guys go play with Zhou Ye. I'm going home."
Yan Xianjue had originally planned to rest at the villa today, but now it seemed he should just go home instead.
Then he heard his classmates say, "Don't!"
Games could be played anywhere. Weren't they doing this to play games with Yan Xianjue?
What would be the point if Yan Xianjue went home?
"Yan Xianjue, you weren't there last time. Why don't we make up for the gathering we missed?"
Yan Xianjue gave Zhou Ye a meaningful look, but Zhou Ye pretended not to see it.
"Hahaha, sure, sure. I'll have my family's chef come over to help."
"Then I'll have someone deliver the ingredients."
"I... should I steal a bottle of wine from my dad's wine cabinet?"
Yan Xianjue: "..."
Yan Xianjue rubbed his forehead helplessly. "That's enough. Stop."
"What, none of you are coming tomorrow? You're even