Huanhuan lay at home for the entire day before she recovered.
The next day, she went to class on time. The students shouted in unison, "Good morning, Teacher!"
The word 'teacher' immediately reminded Huanhuan of the fear she felt the night before. Her legs went weak from fear, but she still had to pretend to be calm. "Hello, students!"
'Bastard Shuang Yun, don't even think about touching me again for the next month!'
At this moment, in the Black River Tribe, Bu Jin was furious.
"That idiot Shuang Yun actually dared to take in Meng Li and the rabbit beasts?! Is he deliberately going against me?!"
The group of wild horses knelt on one knee and hunched their shoulders, not daring to make a sound.
Yi Wu walked in. She had cut off a large portion of her burned hair, turning it into a short bob that reached her ears. The wounds on her body had also healed. Her skin was as smooth as ever.