Zuo Xiaoduo cheerfully said goodbye to Teacher Qin, seemingly oblivious to the speechless look on his face. "Goodbye, Teacher Qin. I'm heading back."
With a great effort, Zuo Xiaoduo shouldered the very, very heavy Star Soul Stones and headed back.
He could actually have left the Star Soul Stones with Qin Fangyang and collected them after school. But a miser like Zuo Xiaoduo always felt that leaving his belongings with someone else was not quite appropriate, and even more uncomfortable.
"It's really not that I don't trust Teacher Qin..."
Muttering to himself, Zuo Xiaoduo carried the Star Soul Stones through the classroom doorway.
The classroom was still full of injured students, and the stench of blood hit his nose.
Every one of them was doing their utmost to endure the pain while receiving the nourishment of spiritual energy to heal; yet indignation was written across every face.
"What on earth happened here?"
Zuo Xiaoduo put the Star Soul Stones beneath his seat, right under his backside, before speaking. "Come on, tell me. Why do you all look like someone just gave you a savage beating?"
At the very back, Li Chenglong, who had steadfastly held the class's bottom spot all along, grunted. "Nothing. Just a little thing."
"You call this nothing? If nothing leaves you looking like this, wouldn't something get someone killed?"
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes widened. "Oh, this temper of mine! Hurry up and tell me what happened. Something this big happened to our class, and now I'm not even allowed to know? Do you still consider me part of this class? I'm the boss!"
"What exactly happened?"
Looking at the lingering fury on his classmates' faces, Zuo Xiaoduo felt certain something serious lay behind this.
Under Zuo Xiaoduo's repeated questioning, Long Yusheng and the others finally could not