Everyone else carefully put away their Soul Beads, but when they reached Wang Lan's hands, he absorbed them one by one as if they were sugar beans.
After absorbing more than a dozen in succession, Wang Lan suddenly felt several pairs of eyes staring straight at him.
Looking up, he saw a variety of expressions. Jiang Xinyu was all right, just a bit surprised, but Gong Feiyu's expression was somewhat twisted. Wang Youle's eyes were blood-red; that look was all too familiar, like a guy in junior high who used to pick fights with Wang Lan for no reason.
It was said that the boy's parents were highly educated. He transferred from Tong City and, on his first day of school, declared to the entire class with a condescending attitude that he would take first place in the grade.
