A Marching Warrior

Lin Wanwan laughed under her breath.

Although the girl had changed quite a bit, she was still a fierce woman.

Wei Wanwan was raging. "Who the hell are you?! Why are you talking to me like that?"

Lin Wanwan stepped up to protect Liu Zilin. "Wanwan is a name that my mother gave me, and I will not ever change it. Only those with a weak mind would care about the name."

"You…"

Wei Wanwan wanted to say something, but she decided to end it with a snort.

"We'll see!"

She swung her ponytail and strolled forward. She was clearly trying to waste Lin Wanwan's time.

Lin Wanwan was in no rush as she started blasting a song from her cellphone.

"…A warrior on the horse is running across the field~ I would follow you to the endless world…"

The song echoed loudly in the hallway.

Wei Wanwan felt her eardrums hurt and turned to glare at Lin Wanwan.

"Stop it! It's so noisy!"