A Fatal Injury?

"First on the billboard?" Qiao Yi snorted. "That's a bold statement, given the fact that you didn't even show up for the test. How arrogant of you!"

Seeing that the two of them were lashing out at each other, Ms Yu intervened. She cast a stern look at Qiao Yi. "You're a grownup, so behave like one in front of your students."

Qiao Yi opened her mouth. "I —"

But Ms Yu ignored her and turned to Feng Wu. "So, what are you going to do?"

Looking around the office, Feng Wu found an empty chair. She pulled it to her side, sat down readily, and said in an unhurried tone, "Nothing. I won't let it drop until Xuanyuan Yi is here."

Excuse me?!

Qiao Yi was already disgruntled when Feng Wu took the chair, which in fact belonged to her. The girl's statement completely set her off.

"You won't let it drop until Xuanyuan Yi is here?" Qiao Yi sneered at Feng Wu. "Humor me!"

Feng Wu only smiled at her and remained unperturbed.