The sound of his voice barely stopped when suddenly a gale directly whirled around him, stuffing his mouth full of dust.
Baili Jia Jue calmly walked away from his side.
"What's going on!" That person from the Fine Compound violently howled. "How's it only windy where I am! Pah pah!"
Nangong Lie wickedly smiled, also walking over.
That person from the Fine Compound was enraged. What's the meaning of that? Were they ignoring him?
"Quiet!" The teacher on the stage noticed the commotion and was totally pissed as he turned this way and looked.
That person from the Fine Compound could only put away his fists. As before, the gaze he directed at Wei Wei and company was daggers!
"I will now announce the results of the two competitions." The teacher opened the roll of fine paper presented to him, recognizing the writing. "Superior Compound versus Fine Compound, Superior Compound clean sweep."
"Good Compound versus Inferior Compound..."
