110, girl, why do you live so roughly?_1

Mo Shangjun glanced at Xiang Yongming.

With her stare met, Xiang Yongming shivered with cold, and quickly realized he had provoked someone not to be trifled with.

But Mo Shangjun didn't deal with him right away. Instead, she slowly raised her wrist and checked the time on her watch.

"One minute, ten seconds short."

On the silent staircase, Mo Shangjun enunciated each word clearly and coldly.

As her voice fell, everyone present realized something, a chill spreading in their hearts. They exchanged glances, and after pausing for three seconds, ran off very consciously.

They had reason to believe that Mo Shangjun absolutely did not bluff. If they weren't back in the dormitory within one minute, they'd probably face more than just a ban on training.

Xiang Yongming, mingled with the crowd, also planned to slip away.

However, just as he was about to turn around, his shoulder was gripped by a strong force.