Below, many people, Li Chenglong included, roared out greetings in unison.
A cloud of exasperation hung over Teacher Wen. Zuo Xiaoduo would put a stop to this, surely?
He turned to look, only to see Zuo Xiaoduo looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "Classmates, we're all fellow students here. Let's not bring up that Jianghu title on a formal occasion like this. The past is too painful to look back on... Jianghu is Jianghu, and the academy is the academy. If we can avoid mixing the two, let's do our best to keep them separate!"
Wen Xingtian felt as though a flock of crows had flown overhead, cawing away.
What... kind of opening speech was this?
He was putting a stop to it, but... something about this seemed rather off!
"Teacher Wen made a good point just now. Pretty much all my enemies are gathered in this class."
Zuo Xiaoduo shook his head with a wry smile, pacing back and forth on the platform.
No matter how one looked at that wry smile, there was something subtly reminiscent of a petty man wagging his head and tail in triumph. In any case, it was jarringly out of place.
Wen Xingtian had a faint, ominous premonition.
Below, several people's eyes blazed with fury. Clearly, they felt aggrieved and were seething with anger.
Wasn't this bastard just showing off up there?
Teacher Wen had said that? When had Teacher Wen ever said such a thing?
"Teacher Wen also said there really are quite a lot of beauties in our class."
Zuo Xiaoduo beamed.
Off to the side, Wen Xingtian still wore his kindly smile, but behind his back, his hands kept rubbing against each other.
His hands were getting a little itchy. He wanted to put them to use!
"There sure are a