Sharing a Room with Ning Rongrong

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Hearing Yang Ming's words, the Master's already stiff face became even stiffer, like a wooden carving.

Dai Mubai and the others all covered their faces, overwhelmed with shame.

Yang Ming had not even used his full strength before the enemy collapsed. All their previous hard work had really brought shame upon Yang Ming.

Everyone present was a genius, and geniuses naturally had their pride. They exchanged glances and could see blazing flames in each other's eyes.

No!

Once they returned, they had to train more, cultivate twice as hard, practice until they dropped! They absolutely could not let Yang Ming leave them too far behind!

Seeing the flames of fighting spirit ignite in everyone's eyes, the Master and Flender nodded together.

They were all such good children!

Once the teachers left, everyone became somewhat less restrained.

Dai Mubai had not forgotten what he had said before. Without going far, he ordered a lavish spread of food and two barrels of fine wine in the hotel's dining hall, inviting everyone to eat and drink together.

Dai Mubai poured himself a full cup of ale, held it in both hands, and raised it toward Yang Ming.

"Boss Yang, come, this toast is for you. Thank you for standing up for Zhu Qing earlier and teaching Mad Rhino a vicious lesson. You helped me vent my anger."

Thinking of Mad Rhino's earlier arrogance, acting as though heaven was first and he was second, only to end up with a ruined chrysanthemum and wounds all over the ground, everyone exchanged looks and smiled, barely holding back their laughter.

"We're classmates, and we're good friends. You don't need to be so polite with me."

Yang Ming smiled faintly, raised his cup to clink it against Dai Mubai's, then tilted back his head and drained