The world would never lose all the fools

The student watched me in a trance as I walked to my seat. Most of them who wished to scold me for turning the class into Jian He's war tirade—held back their tongue—they couldn't afford to make mistakes. The student thought my elegance and charms had exponentially increased, but I thought nothing of it. Even the burly Changming Quan passed a long-lasting gaze at me. When we saw last night, he didn't quite notice my true nature, but now it's different.

I neglected the feverish gazes of the class and went to my seat. But just before I sat, Jian Hé strode in.

"Do you dare to sit down!?" Jian Hé bellowed grudgingly.

Hearing his words, I immediately sat. "For God's sake, he couldn't be talking to me."