Her desks and chairs had been replaced several times already, it was really unbearable.
Recalling the mess in the living room just now, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but rub her temples; she must find a way to get rid of these people, or Phoenix City would never have peace.
Sikong Yinlong seemed charming and affectionate, always loved making snide comments, and would say whatever came to mind without considering the consequences.
Dongfang Xu was brave and righteous; after two years of training outside, his temperament had become more stable. Yet, he couldn't resist the invisible provocations of the others, dodging the first and second thunder strikes, but not the third and fourth.
The one who stirred up trouble the most subtly was Zhao Wuling. He didn't speak much, but when he did, it always hit the spot, catching people off guard and putting them in a pit.
