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Rooftop Fall
Yeqing’s entire body was thrown over the edge of the rooftop.
“Yeqing!”
Lin Hao did not hesitate. He stepped straight past the edge and leapt after her.
Wind exploded beside his ears.
He reached out and forcibly caught Yeqing in midair.
The two of them fell together.
On the rooftop, Gu Chengyuan moved as well.
He did not chase after that person.
Because even if he caught him, it would already be too late.
He charged straight toward the grappling hook at the man’s waist.
The man was just about to retreat when Gu Chengyuan grabbed the rope, yanked backward with all his strength, and forcefully tore the grappling hook from his body.
He whipped it backhanded.
The hook flew out, drawing an arc through the air before biting hard into the edge of a third-floor window.
The sound of metal striking the wall was crisp and heavy.
The rope instantly pulled taut.
Gu Chengyuan rushed to the rooftop edge, grabbed the rope with both hands, and shouted downward:
“Brother! Grab it!”
The rope dropped.
Lin Hao seized it with one hand, while his other arm held Yeqing tightly.
In the next instant, the pulling force erupted.
Their falling trajectory was forcibly altered, and their bodies swung sideways back toward the building.
Bang—!
The three of them crashed through a third-floor classroom with the rope.
Glass trembled violently. Desks and chairs overturned. Books and pencil cases flew everywhere.
Lin Hao rolled twice across the ground while holding Yeqing, his shoulder slamming into a desk before finally stopping.
Dust slowly fell.
In the brief silence, Lin Hao immediately pushed himself up and looked at Yeqing.
“Are you okay?”
Yeqing’s breathing was uneven, but she still nodded.
“…Yeah.”
Lin Hao let out a breath of relief, then turned to look at Gu Chengyuan.
“Thanks, brother.”
Gu Chengyuan lay on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, then gave a weak laugh.
“That kind of stunt…”
He took a breath.
“Even Jackie Chan probably couldn’t pull that off.”
Lin Hao frowned.
“…Who’s Jackie Chan?”
Yeqing’s expression suddenly changed.
Her gaze passed over the two of them and landed on the classroom door. Her voice lowered.
“They’re here.”
Footsteps closed in from the corridor.
Not one person.
Many.
Gu Chengyuan stood up and quickly scanned the entire classroom.
Desks.
Doorway.
Windows.
Podium.
Back door.
Blind spots in the corners.
Every piece of terrain entered his mind.
He asked in a low voice:
“Still remember how we coordinated on the mountain?”
Lin Hao also stood up, exhaled, and smiled.
“If you hadn’t mentioned it, I almost forgot.”
Yeqing did not speak.
Her footwork shifted, and she took position slightly behind and to the side of Lin Hao.
Lin Hao in front.
Gu Chengyuan on the outer line.
Yeqing in charge of the center, angle changes, and weapon disarms.
Their formation was complete.
The next second, the door was kicked open.
Black shadows surged into the classroom.
One.
Three.
Ten.
More than twenty people quickly filled the room.
Their target was only one thing.
The jade pendant on Lin Hao.
One of them barked:
“Go!”
When the first person rushed in, Gu Chengyuan grabbed a textbook from a desk and flicked his wrist. The book flew horizontally and struck the man squarely in the face.
The man’s vision was blocked. His footwork stumbled. Gu Chengyuan had already cut sideways, jammed his forearm across the man’s neck, and shoved him hard into the wall.
Wolf Fang Strike: Mislead
That was not simply throwing a book.
It was deliberately making the opponent misread the first beat, lose his steps on the second, and only then cutting into the side line on the third.
“First one.”
From behind, three or four books were thrown back at him at the same time. Gu Chengyuan turned sideways to avoid them, and the books brushed past his shoulder.
He clicked his tongue.
“That’s excessive.”
On the other side, Lin Hao had already moved.
He stepped in close, sank his shoulder, stamped his foot, and drove his entire body into the first man’s chest with Baji shoulder force.
Qingxuan Baji: Iron Mountain Lean
Bang!
The man was knocked backward, crashing through a row of desks and chairs. The legs of the desks and chairs scraped across the floor with a piercing sound.
People rushed in from both sides.
Lin Hao first used his forearm to frame against a punch coming from the left. His right hand drilled a short punch along the centerline and struck directly into the opponent’s chin.
Qingxuan Baji: Crushing Fist
The man’s head snapped upward, and his footing collapsed.
Another person kicked in from the side. Lin Hao turned and intercepted, his foot striking first into the opponent’s abdomen, forcibly breaking his attack.
Qingxuan Baji: Fierce Tiger Pounce
The opponent was kicked backward and crashed into the desks and chairs behind him.
A third person closed in and suddenly lowered his body for a leg sweep.
Lin Hao’s lower body was swept. His center of gravity wavered.
At the exact instant his footwork was about to break, Gu Chengyuan cut in from the side, leapt up, and sent a flying kick straight into the sweeper’s shoulder.
Wolf Fang Strike: Cut
That kick was not a brute-force strike.
It cut into the opening created when Lin Hao was about to lose balance, severing the enemy’s attack line completely.
The sweeper flew sideways and knocked over the people beside him.
Lin Hao steadied himself.
“Thanks.”
Gu Chengyuan landed and shook out his hand.
“You’re too weak.”
Lin Hao looked helpless.
“Yeah, thank you so much.”
Seeing that fists and kicks could not suppress them, the people in the rear began pulling out batons and short knives.
The atmosphere in the classroom changed instantly.
Gu Chengyuan raised an eyebrow.
“They brought out toys.”
He did not retreat. Instead, he casually grabbed anything in the classroom that could be used and threw it forward.
Books.
Cups.
Pencil cases.
Chalk boxes.
One after another, objects flew out.
Not to defeat anyone.
But to disrupt the front line’s vision and rhythm.
The first man raised his hand to block a book. Gu Chengyuan immediately cut to his side, used his elbow to knock open the man’s wrist, and sent the baton flying.
Wolf Fang Strike: Stick
He was too close.
So close that the opponent had only just lifted the baton when his wrist was already stuck to, knocked off-line, and disarmed.
The second person was about to follow up when Lin Hao grabbed a stack of textbooks from the side.
Gu Chengyuan froze.
“Hey—”
Lin Hao had already thrown them all.
They flew everywhere.
One hit an enemy’s shoulder.
One flew toward the ceiling.
Another nearly struck Gu Chengyuan.
Gu Chengyuan took a deep breath.
“Do you even know how to throw?”
Lin Hao answered very honestly.
“No.”
Gu Chengyuan rolled his eyes.
“Then stop throwing randomly.”
Before his words had fully fallen, Yeqing moved.
Her footwork turned, and she slid out from behind Lin Hao. She did not charge recklessly, but cut through the gaps between the desks and chairs, entering the crowd.
Qingye Bagua Step
Her body wound through the openings in the enemy’s attacks like water.
The first baton smashed down. She did not block. Her palm touched the outside of the opponent’s wrist, and her step hooked. She guided the man’s arm aside.
Willow-Bending Palm
The baton smashed into the edge of a desk.
At the instant the wrist was jolted by the rebound, Yeqing’s five fingers hooked, and she twisted with the momentum.
The baton flew from the man’s hand.
The second person stabbed with a short knife.
Yeqing turned sideways, letting the blade brush past the edge of her clothes. Her palm edge pressed onto the back of his hand, while her other hand touched his elbow line and guided the entire arm outward.
Flowing Water Body Lead
The man’s body was pulled along by his own knife momentum, his shoulder slamming into the companion beside him.
The short knife dropped.
A third person was about to follow up, but Yeqing had already turned to his side. Her palm touched the hollow of his shoulder, her footwork circled behind him, and she pushed along his center of gravity.
Returning Swallow Reversal
Bodies crashed into bodies.
The front line fell into chaos.
Batons, short knives, chairs, and human shadows tangled together.
In just a few seconds, three people lost their weapons, and an entire row of attacks was dismantled.
Gu Chengyuan stood to the side watching the scene, the corner of his mouth moving.
“Yeqing enters the field. Unstoppable.”
Lin Hao punched away the person in front of him and shouted back:
“What about me?”
Gu Chengyuan smiled and raised his hand again.
“You should train your accuracy first.”
Yeqing did not look back. She only said calmly:
“So noisy.”
In the next instant, more black shadows pressed in from the door.
Lin Hao took one step forward and sank his guard.
Gu Chengyuan moved to the outer line, his toes turning slightly.
Yeqing moved between the two of them like a line that could change direction at any time.
Lin Hao looked at the crowd pressing in and exhaled.
“Ah Yuan.”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t let them touch Yeqing.”
Gu Chengyuan smiled.
“You think I need you to tell me that?”
The next second, all three of them moved at once.
Lin Hao crashed into the crowd from the front. Fists, elbows, and shoulder checks pressed out continuously, forcibly breaking the front line’s offense.
Qingxuan Baji: Stake-Breaking Elbow
His elbow point struck into one person’s chest. The opponent’s entire body folded backward, knocking down two more behind him.
Gu Chengyuan cut in from the side, deliberately waiting half a beat for the enemy to chase.
When the opponent thought he had caught his back, Gu Chengyuan suddenly turned and countered, his elbow smashing open the opponent’s jaw.
Wolf Fang Strike: Counter
Before that man even hit the floor, Gu Chengyuan had already stepped onto the leg of a desk and flipped to the other side, kicking a chair into the knees of the crowd.
Lin Hao frowned.
“Are you fighting or wrecking the classroom?”
Gu Chengyuan did not look back.
“Both.”
Yeqing passed between the two of them. Her footwork spun, and her palm methods continuously led two attacks aside.
Returning Wind Palm
The first palm slapped away a baton.
Falling Flower Palm
The second palm dropped along the elbow line, causing the opponent’s arm to lose strength instantly.
Falling Green Lotus
Her footwork circled. Borrowing the opponent’s forward momentum, she flipped him completely over.
Bang!
The man crashed into the podium.
The chalk box was shaken down, and white powder scattered across the floor like a thin layer of mist.
Inside the classroom, desks and chairs lay overturned everywhere.
Night wind poured in through the windows, and the white curtains snapped violently.
Lin Hao, Gu Chengyuan, and Liu Yeqing stood back-to-back in the center of the chaos.
The jade pendant on Lin Hao’s chest gave off faint heat.
This time, all of them understood.
The match was already over.
The real battle had only just begun.
Blade light and batons closed in at the same time.
The front line pressed forward. The rear line filled the gaps. They were no longer charging blindly like before.
Every one of them was staring at the jade pendant on Lin Hao’s chest, like a pack of wild dogs ordered to bite down on their prey.
At that moment, a voice came from the back.
“Don’t forget.”
The voice was not loud, but every movement paused for a moment.
“Your teacher—is still in our hands.”
Lin Hao’s eyes changed.
He clenched his fist, his voice lowering.
“You bastard…”
He stepped forward.
“What are you trying to do to our beautiful teacher?”
Gu Chengyuan turned his head and looked at him.
“That line should be mine.”
Lin Hao froze.
“…Then you say it.”
Gu Chengyuan looked toward the crowd, his tone very calm.
“What are you trying to do to our beautiful teacher?”
A cold laugh came from within the crowd.
Yeqing ignored their banter. Her gaze remained fixed on the rear.
She could see clearly that the enemy was not simply trying to stall them, nor were they merely using Lin Jing as leverage.
She spoke calmly:
“His target is Lin Hao.”
A brief silence.
The man in black laughed.
“Finally, someone smart.”
Lin Hao frowned.
“If I’m the target, then just capture me directly.”
For the first time, the crowd froze.
Gu Chengyuan turned his head toward him.
“…Are you serious?”
Yeqing added calmly:
“He means that if you were really that easy to capture, they wouldn’t need to threaten us with Teacher.”
Gu Chengyuan muttered:
“I suddenly kind of want to help the men in black beat you up.”
Lin Hao was about to retort when the crowd at the back of the classroom suddenly parted on its own.
A figure stepped out from the shadows.
The man was not especially tall, but he carried a coldness that seemed to press down on the entire space.
Black coat.
Gloves.
Half his face hidden behind a mask.
He was in no hurry to attack. He only walked into the classroom step by step.
With every step, the men in black around him instinctively retreated.
He stopped in front of everyone, his gaze falling on Lin Hao’s chest.
“We accepted a black market mission.”
He paused.
“Target—the jade pendant.”
Another pause.
“Anyone who resists—kill.”
Meanwhile, in the infirmary.
Lin Jing lay on the hospital bed. Her breathing was steady, though her face was still pale.
Outside the corridor, the sound of medical personnel moving back and forth seemed normal. But the people in white uniforms and masks outside the door had eyes that were far too quiet.
Too quiet to be medical staff.
The door was gently pushed open.
Several “nurses” walked in without a sound.
They held trays in their hands, but short knives were hidden beneath them.
The instant the blades were drawn, the white light flashed across their edges.
Just before the knives fell, a casual voice came from the doorway.
“That knife looks pretty dangerous.”
Several assassins turned at the same time.
Aji stood at the door, still carrying a plastic bag, as if he had just returned from a convenience store.
He yawned.
“Leave. I don’t hit women.”
The female assassins did not answer.
The next second, all three attacked at once.
One stabbed straight with a knife.
One flicked her wrist, and hidden weapons flew from her sleeve.
The third lowered her body, the blade cutting toward Aji’s waist.
Aji stood where he was, his expression still lazy.
He raised his hand and tossed the plastic bag upward, directly blocking the incoming hidden weapons.
With his other hand, he caught the first attacker’s wrist, turned his arm, and guided the blade aside.
When the blade at his waist came in, his foot only slid half a step aside, letting the edge brush past his clothes.
“You’re not leaving?”
He sighed.
“Then I’ll have to spank you.”
The moment he finished speaking, Aji pulled a small pink plastic hand-shaped clapper out of the plastic bag.
A “love hand.”
The assassins’ movements clearly paused for an instant.
The next second, Aji had already entered.
The little clapper first slapped the back of the first attacker’s hand, numbing her fingers and knocking the short knife loose.
Then he turned and used the handle of the clapper to tap the inside of the second attacker’s wrist. Before she could throw another hidden weapon, it fell to the floor.
The third person was just about to retreat when Aji circled a step and slapped the clapper directly onto a tendon point behind her shoulder.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
The three lost balance at the same time and fell to the floor.
Aji looked at them, his tone very serious.
He paused.
“Disturbing a patient’s rest is not allowed. Especially when she’s my little sister.”
Outside the door, more footsteps gathered.
Dozens of assassins blocked the corridor.
Aji raised his head and looked once. Then he slowly placed the plastic bag to the side, still holding the pink plastic clapper.
“Come on.”
He rolled his neck.
“My hands feel pretty good today.”
The assassins instantly charged in.
Blades crossed. Hidden weapons pressed forward. The corridor was so narrow there was almost no room to dodge.
But Aji did not retreat.
He used the small clapper to slap away the first knife, then caught the second person’s elbow with the back of his hand and shoved the opponent straight into the wall.
A third person cut in from the side. Aji turned and drove a knee into the opponent’s abdomen, then followed with a tap of the clapper to the forehead.
Smack!
The man fell backward.
A series of crisp sounds rang out, throwing the front row of assassins completely off rhythm.
Just as the rear row was about to fill in, a figure suddenly cut in from the other end of the corridor.
The straight punch arrived first.
The first assassin took the punch to the chin. Before his body could fall, the second had already been struck in the ribs by a side kick.
The third swung a knife backhanded, only for the newcomer to step in close, jam the arm, and drive an elbow directly into the chest.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Several people fell one after another.
Hinata stood at the center of the corridor, his eyes cold as ice.
“So many people, and you still use weapons.”
He raised his eyes and looked at the assassins disguised as medical staff.
“Despicable.”
Aji glanced at him.
“Kid, you came at the right time.”
Hinata did not look at him.
“I’m here to repay a favor.”
Aji laughed.
“Then you might be repaying it for a long time.”
Hinata sank his stance.
“I don’t mind.”
The next second, the fight in the corridor erupted again.
Back in the classroom.
Lin Hao stared at the masked commander in black, his brows tightly furrowed.
“It’s just an ordinary jade pendant.”
The commander sneered.
“The dying don’t need to know too much.”
He raised his hand.
“Go.”
He paused.
“Kill them.”
The crowd moved again.
This time, their movements had completely changed.
Three men in the front pressed in at the same time.
Batons sealed Lin Hao’s left and right sides, while a short knife forced in through the centerline.
The middle ranks did not rush to attack. They followed the rhythm of the front line and filled positions. If Lin Hao or Gu Chengyuan dodged to the side, a blade would immediately follow.
The rear ranks blocked both the door and the windows, leaving the three of them no retreat.
No longer chaotic.
This was an encirclement kill.
Lin Hao’s gaze sank.
“They changed.”
Gu Chengyuan replied in a low voice:
“They’re getting serious.”
Yeqing took half a step back, her gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield.
Positions.
Rhythm.
Break points.
Who was responsible for pressing forward. Who was responsible for filling in. Who was simply forcing them toward dead corners.
She took it all in.
She spoke, her tone calm.
“Lin Hao, pressure the left front.”
“Chengyuan, cut the right side.”
She paused.
“Follow me.”
The next instant, Yeqing moved first.
Her breathing sank, and her footwork drew an arc.
Qingye Bagua Step
She did not charge straight toward the commander. Instead, she slipped into the gaps of the front line’s attack.
The first baton came down. Her palm touched the opponent’s wrist, and her body followed the force of the weapon aside, guiding that strike into the path of his companion’s knife.
The rhythm of the two front attackers instantly crossed.
Lin Hao followed.
He stepped into the left side, his lead palm pushing out. It was not simply striking someone. His entire shoulder and arm pressed into the opponent’s chest together.
Two men in black were about to fill in, but his palm strike drove them backward, squeezing them together with the men behind them.
Gu Chengyuan cut in from the right.
One man in black tried to seal his side with a short knife. Gu Chengyuan’s arm stuck to the man’s elbow line and pushed outward along the knife’s momentum, stepping behind him.
Over-the-shoulder throw.
The man was flipped up completely and slammed heavily onto the ground.
A second person immediately closed in, trying to lock Gu Chengyuan’s shoulder from behind.
Gu Chengyuan did not turn and wrestle with brute force. Instead, he sank his elbow downward, reversed his grip onto the opponent’s wrist, turned his body, and directly pressed that arm into a position where it could not generate force.
Joint lock.
Clean movement.
No excess.
Lin Hao pressed the front.
Gu Chengyuan severed the side line.
Yeqing disrupted rhythm in the middle.
Their coordination was beginning to take shape.
The commander’s face grew darker and darker.
The attack still could not break through.
It did not feel like they were striking three students.
It felt like they were crashing into an invisible wall.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed one of the men in black beside him.
Before that man could react, the knife had already fallen.
A line of blood lashed out.
The man collapsed to the floor.
The entire classroom instantly fell silent.
The commander swept his gaze across everyone, his tone as cold as a blade.
“If you still can’t break through, you’ll be next.”
Fear spread through the air.
The men in black gritted their teeth, and madness began to enter their eyes.
The next second, everyone pressed forward at once.
The front line stormed.
The middle ranks filled in.
The rear ranks pushed forward.
The rhythm was forcibly accelerated, and the entire attack surged toward Lin Hao’s group like a flood.
But the more violent it became, the more openings appeared.
Yeqing stood at the rear, her gaze calm. Her voice was not loud, but it steadily held the rhythm down.
“Pressure from the left.”
“Don’t clash head-on.”
“Lin Hao, retreat half a step, then enter again.”
“Chengyuan, someone is filling in from the rear right.”
Lin Hao immediately followed.
He did not crash into the front line. Instead, he first retreated half a step, letting the enemy’s blade path miss, then stepped back in and used a shoulder check to knock away the person pressing forward.
Gu Chengyuan turned his right foot and intercepted the wrist of the rear support in advance. He pulled the man toward himself, then borrowed that force to throw him into another man in black.
Wave after wave of attacks was dismantled.
The more anxious they became, the more chaotic they became.
The more chaotic they became, the less they could enter.
The commander’s patience finally shattered.
He grabbed another person.
The blade had already risen.
He was about to establish authority again.
At that moment, a footstep appeared.
Very light.
Very steady.
So light it was almost nonexistent.
And yet, the person was already standing behind him.
The smell of smoke arrived first.
That person slowly smoked a cigarette, his tone casual as if chatting.
“What I hate most are people who command others but don’t do anything themselves.”
The commander froze and abruptly turned back.
Before he could see clearly, the fist had already arrived.
The first punch was a probing fist.
It smashed directly into the bridge of his nose.
The second punch followed immediately, a jab crashing into his face.
The third punch did not stop. A short downward jab drove into his ribs.
Three strikes linked together.
Short.
Fast.
Straight.
No unnecessary movement.
The commander was beaten backward several steps, his footwork instantly breaking.
Smoke slowly spread through the air.
Lin Yunlong stood there, his black coat swaying faintly, a cigarette still between his lips.
Lin Hao’s eyes widened.
“Dad…”
Lin Yunlong did not look at him.
The commander steadied himself and roared:
“Attack!”
The men in black had just moved when Lin Yunlong raised his eyes.
Only one look.
No one dared to take another step forward.
The commander’s face twisted with even greater fury.
“You useless trash! Go take the jade pendant!”
Still, no one moved.
Lin Yunlong exhaled a mouthful of smoke, his tone flat.
“Go stand by the wall.”
No threat.
No raised voice.
But no one dared disobey.
One by one, the men in black retreated and stood against the wall, quiet as if locked in place by an order.
Lin Yunlong did not even look at them again.
“Your commander will need people to carry him out later.”
The commander flew into a complete rage.
“Ah—!”
He attacked instantly.
Blade light exploded.
Straight slash.
Horizontal cut.
Reverse-grip thrust.
The assault was fierce enough to show no restraint at all.
Lin Yunlong moved.
He did not retreat.
He only turned his body slightly.
The first slash brushed past his coat and missed.
The second blade cut horizontally. He stepped inward, and the edge passed behind him.
Before the third reverse-grip thrust could fully extend, Lin Yunlong’s fist had already landed in the opponent’s ribs.
Downward jab.
So short the punch path was almost invisible.
The commander’s side contracted, and his movement paused for one beat.
Lin Yunlong’s probing fist immediately followed, the fist surface tapping directly onto the bridge of his nose.
The commander’s head snapped backward.
Next punch.
Hook.
It rose from below and crashed into his chin.
Every strike landed accurately on a vital point.
No unnecessary movement.
The commander was forced back, his footwork broken and his breathing disrupted.
He roared and charged again, sweeping his blade sideways.
Lin Yunlong leaned his body backward, the blade sweeping past his chest.
The instant he landed, his foot was already planted.
He raised his hand.
Only one finger extended.
He hooked it lightly.
As if saying—
Come again.
The commander was completely enraged.
He reversed his grip on the knife and rushed straight in, the blade descending from above.
At the instant the blade fell, Lin Yunlong had already entered close.
His body slipped to the side, a short back-taking motion cutting directly into the commander’s blind spot.
The commander forced his blade back for a counter-cut.
But that instant of opening was already enough.
Lin Yunlong kicked.
No extra movement.
One kick.
It struck the temple.
The sound was not loud.
It was almost impossible to hear.
But in the next second, the commander’s entire body seemed to be cut off.
His eyes emptied.
His body lost support.
He collapsed directly.
The entire classroom fell completely silent.
Lin Yunlong stood beside the fallen commander and slowly exhaled smoke.
Only then did he look at Lin Hao.
“Yo.”
He paused.
“Lin Hao.”
Lin Hao: “…”
Gu Chengyuan said quietly:
“That way of greeting people…”
Yeqing looked at Lin Yunlong, then at Lin Hao.
Lin Hao was silent for two seconds.
“…Probably.”
Lin Yunlong raised his hand, removed the cigarette from his mouth, and swept his gaze over the injuries on the three of them. Finally, his eyes landed on the jade pendant glowing faintly on Lin Hao’s chest.
His expression did not change much.
But his voice was lower than before.
“The jade pendant has been targeted.”
He looked toward the men in black standing against the wall, not daring to move.
“From this moment on, this is no longer a competition.”
Wind poured in through the broken window.
The white curtains snapped violently.
Lin Hao lowered his head and glanced at the jade pendant on his chest.
The pendant was still hot.
As if something that had slept for a long time had finally been truly awakened.
Lin Yunlong turned and walked out.
“Let’s go.”
Lin Hao froze.
“Where?”
Lin Yunlong did not look back.
“Follow me.”
In the corridor, the lights flickered on and off.
From the direction of the infirmary, a dull impact rang out in the distance.
Aji’s voice faintly came through.
“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t break the infirmary’s stuff! We’ll have to pay for that!”
Hinata answered coldly:
“What you’re holding is a plastic love hand.”
Aji said:
“In my hands, everything is a weapon.”
Gu Chengyuan heard that, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
“Seriously?”
Lin Yunlong said flatly:
“It’s all about the same.”
Lin Hao looked ahead.
The competition was over.
The campus was no longer just a campus either.
He gripped the jade pendant, his fingers slowly tightening.
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