บท 122: Your Crying Face Looks Terrible

Qi Yanxi noticed it, too. However, he did nothing after a brief hesitation.

In that couple of distracted seconds, he saw Sheng Yize rush toward An Xiaxia at an unbelievable speed, looking as agile as a cheetah running through the woods.

Kang Jian was dashing in the same direction as well, almost bouncing off the ground in anxiety.

Sheng Yize grabbed An Xiaxia's hand and pulled her into his arms.

The students of Class C had already erupted in screaming. Frightened, An Xiaxia's face was drained of all color. Before she could react in Sheng Yize's arms, he swung her around.

Thump —

There was the sound of some heavy object knocking into flesh, followed by the loud clank of metal hitting the ground.

"Aaah—" The girls' screams rang out one after another, tearing everyone's eardrums.

Sheng Yize and another boy who had been too late to dodge were the ones who got hit.