However, by the time Liu Yuansheng ran over, Zhang Fan's figure had already disappeared.
Immediately, a wave of killing intent surged in Liu Yuansheng's heart once more.
This bastard, how did he run so fast?
But quickly, Liu Yuansheng also raced towards the stairs.
However, at this moment, Zhang Fan, with a phone in hand, came walking from the other end of the corridor.
Witnessing this scene, countless people's eyes widened in disbelief.
Damn, this guy Zhang Fan!
Wasn't he just at the staircase in front a moment ago?
How long has it been?
How did he show up from the back?
How did he do it?
Countless people were utterly shocked!
Even An Chu, with her beautiful eyes wide open, was staring at Zhang Fan.
"Huh? Are there many young members of ancient martial families at Tsinghua?"
At this moment, Zhang Fan's face was filled with immense surprise.
Ancient Martial Family?
Many people?
At Tsinghua?
What's going on? Mahjong players?
The phone call was from Elder Long!
