"It seems that Xu Ning is so unworthy that this classmate doesn't even want to spare another glance."
The voice had barely faded in the hall.
Duan Zhengming felt his entire body sinking, as if mired in swamp water, or bound tightly by the Binding Immortal Rope. Helpless, his whole body floated up from the ground, landing within the Scripture Hall, seated by Xiao Lan's side, unable to move.
"Show some courtesy. Stay and listen before you leave."
Chen Jichuan smiled at Duan Zhengming. To the latter, though, that grin looked no less terrifying than that of an evil ghost.
"Haha!"
"Exactly! It's Xu Ning True Person's first lecture, and it hasn't even started. Where's the sense in turning tail immediately?"
"That's far too disrespectful!"
Some among the hall didn't grasp the situation. Seeing True Person Xu Ning's witty demeanor, they laughed aloud and joined in the clamor.
Xiao Lan did not laugh.
