Yang Gang shuddered violently, his face deathly pale as he rushed frantically towards the exit of the classroom.
His classmates exchanged puzzled glances.
Bai Mei, the lecturer at the podium, quickly stretched out her hand to block the exit, "Yang Gang! What are you doing? Stand still!"
In Yang Gang's eyes, a hint of red flickered as he whispered, "Get out of my way."
Bai Mei was taken aback; she didn't expect such rudeness from Yang Gang.
Being insulted by Yang Gang in front of so many students was a blow to Bai Mei's dignity.
"Yang Gang, don't think because you're a rich second generation, you can act as you please!" Bai Mei said coldly.
Yang Gang, with his head down slightly, repeated: "Move!"
The classroom fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Rage and embarrassment washed over Bai Mei: "Yang Gang! Don't test my patience! I don't care what you plan to do, I won't let you leave. Get back to your seat immediately!"