Rage had not only a range limit, but a time limit as well.
As he hurried toward the teaching building, Zheng Qing suddenly came to this conclusion.
If Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin had still been in the dormitory, there would inevitably have been chaos, with cat hair and yellow talismans flying everywhere. But because the distance between them had widened, the bit of rage Zheng Qing had built up in the washroom was not enough to keep a little flame burning fiercely. Every second, the topics discussed by passersby inevitably diverted part of his attention and vented some of his accumulated anger.
By the time he reached the classroom door,
Zheng Qing's concern for his personal safety had already surpassed his murderous intent toward his two roommates.
"I feel like someone sneaked into the classroom, but I can't see them." The Stick Figure behind the door muttered, shading its eyes with one hand as it hopped around the small sheet of white paper, trying to find that furtive fellow.
Fortunately, it spoke very quietly, so no one else heard it.
Zheng Qing instinctively touched the Invisibility Talisman hanging from his waist.
Gentle magic flowed silently through the twisted circuits on the talisman paper, smooth and steady. The wizard held his breath, lightened his steps, and carefully avoided every classmate he encountered.
There were less than five minutes until class began. Most people had already taken their seats and started previewing their textbooks, which was the main reason Zheng Qing had not run into more trouble.
His gaze first fell on the front row of the classroom.
Jiang Yu had her head lowered, wholly focused on the work before her, deaf to the noise in the classroom. A lock of black hair had fallen beside her ear, yet she seemed