The leadership team for Class One of Hidden Dragon High Martial's 999th intake was thus formed, though it would still need time to settle in before it could operate properly.
Class monitor Zuo Xiaoduo-the "unanimous choice," in quotation marks.
After the election, there was naturally the customary inaugural speech, but Wen Xingtian left the students to give their speeches themselves and headed straight for the Principal's Office. He wanted an explanation.
He truly did not dare listen to Class Monitor Zuo give a speech anymore.
Teacher Wen feared he would be so angry he would suffer a brain hemorrhage-after so many years of fighting, he already had no shortage of internal and external injuries. And this brat's speeches were the sort that could anger someone to death without paying for his life...
After Teacher Wen left, Zuo Xiaoduo clasped his hands behind his back and took the stage with elegant poise. "Silence! Now, your class monitor will explain to you what face reading is and what mysteries it holds. Let me tell you, being in the same class as me means you've landed a tremendous bargain, a bargain as vast as the heavens. In cultivation, this would be called a fated connection, one greater than the heavens themselves. Fortune has brought you here, and fate has reached you. You're simply too lucky. I express my heartfelt envy of your good fortune, and my jealousy too..."
Wen Xingtian charged straight into the Principal's Office.
"Principal!"
Wen Xingtian walked in with a peculiar expression.
"Whassamatter? (What is it?)"
The principal was eating something. It was unclear what he was eating, and he paid no attention, merely asking indistinctly as he continued with what he was doing.
"This Zuo Xiaoduo..."
Wen Xingtian's face was filled with frustration. "I need to look at