Chapter 21.3. Fusion of the Three Innate Martial Souls
Wang Dong didn’t have the time to be angry with Huo Yuhao, as he was also aware of the trouble they had gotten themselves into. Thus, he ran alongside Huo Yuhao.
The two didn’t have time to eat breakfast, nor did they have the time to shower. Instead, they quickly ran towards the teaching blocks. They were extremely clear about Zhou Yi’s temper; was there any difference between being late for class and committing suicide?
Their appearances were truly somewhat wretched. Wang Dong was still fine. At the very least, he had still managed to straighten his clothes when he’d kicked Huo Yuhao earlier. Huo Yuhao, on the other hand, was in an even more sorry situation. His school shirt was half tucked into his pants. Not only that, his hair was also messy, and two of his shirt buttons were unbuttoned, exposing his bronze chest. As he ran, the wind blew his clothes around.
However, they didn’t have the time to worry about that. Right now, all they wanted to do was to rush to the classroom with the utmost haste and extinguish the flames of Zhou Yi’s anger; they were already late!
After a minute, they arrived at Class One’s entrance.
“Reporting in.” Huo Yuhao shouted out, full of energy.
“Reporting in.” Wang Dong’s voice was softer than his, so much so that it seemed like he didn’t have any energy at all. He stole a glance at Huo Yuhao, a somewhat complicated expression in his eyes. Then, he ruthlessly raised his hand and pinched Huo Yuhao’s back.
Huo Yuhao’s expression immediately changed, but seeing that Zhou Yi had already walked over to them, he forcefully held in the scream that almost left his mouth.
The other students were already present. Seeing Huo Yuhao’s sloppy appearance, a smile unexpectedly flashed through Zhou Yi’s eyes. However, the always meticulous Huo Yuhao didn’t manage to notice it as a result of the severe pain from his back.