Dai Mubai coughed and said, "Little Ao slept in again. He was always so lazy. Other than Little Ao, I think everyone is here. For some time to come, we'll be living and studying together, so let's get to know each other. Let me introduce you—this fat guy is another student at our academy. His name is Ma Hongjun, and his Martial Soul is grass—oh, no, Phoenix."
At the word "Phoenix," Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, but only glanced at Ma Hongjun. When her gaze swept past Dai Mubai, it seemed to grow several degrees colder.
Ma Hongjun said, "Right, Boss Dai, I heard the new students made Teacher Zhao suffer quite a bit yesterday. Who was it?"
Dai Mubai said, "You already fought him just now." As he spoke, he pointed at Lin Qing beside them.
At that moment, Lin Qing seemed to sense something. He turned and stared at the two of them, a smile appearing on his face. Yet when they saw that smile, they felt no warmth at all—only bone-piercing cold.
Dai Mubai also told Ma Hongjun the names and Martial Souls of Lin Qing and the other four newcomers. As for Lin Qing's true strength, Dai Mubai honestly did not say much. After all, if he let something slip and got beaten up again, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
If Lin Qing had known what Dai Mubai was thinking, he probably could only have rolled his eyes at him. How could he be so bored as to specifically beat Dai Mubai up over something like that?
In Lin Qing's mind, they could say whatever they wanted about the strength he had displayed. He had shown it deliberately anyway. As for how much of his true strength Lin Qing had hidden, only Lin Qing and