Enemies Meet

Within the classroom, Sima Chang Feng stood at the podium as he slowly recounted the Dao of being a Mastermind. Below the podium, the violet-clothed youth lied on the table sound asleep, forming a sharp contrast compared to the other 17 students that were listening in earnest.

"Did this fellow Duan Ling Tian not sleep last night?"

"He slept the entire afternoon yesterday. Even if he really didn’t sleep last night, he wouldn’t be this tired, right?"

Xiao Yu and Xiao Xun looked at Duan Ling Tian, who was in a deep slumber, with faces filled with astonishment.

"Enough. All of you, properly reflect on what I spoke about earlier," Sima Chang Feng said to the other students, then he walked up to Duan Ling Tian’s table before lightly knocking the table. "Duan Ling Tian, follow me outside for a moment."

Duan Ling Tian raised his head and rubbed his dry eyes. When he noticed Sima Chang Feng, he laughed embarrassedly before following obediently.