Whoosh, whoosh...
Time was still passing. Xia Tianhe was controlled by that magical power, and he was constantly flying in the lobby under all eyes.
In the hall.
The complexions of Father Wu and Wu Yifan made it harder to look.
"The two of them are not ordinary people. Yifan, shall we go quickly? This time, we really offended a guy who shouldn't be offended. If this goes on, once you let them know that it's us who push from behind, things will get bigger."
Father Wu lowered his head and said quietly.
"Will we just give up like this?" Although Wu Yifan was terrified, he was still very unwilling.
Father Wu nodded, then he raised his head to look deeply at the students in the lobby.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!