"It's okay, just eat your food."
Ji Yang displayed a warm expression and waved his hand.
Really impressive.
Among the 9 people, only 2 were Martial Arts Apprentices.
But just Fang Qingyu alone was enough to fiercely slap Lao Zhang and those believers.
After all, practicing or not practicing the Transportation Technique is entirely two different levels of strength.
In the end.
The seventy or eighty people who weren't badly injured were dismissed after a round of scolding from Ji Yang and Lao Zhang.
And it would need to continue tomorrow.
When Fang Qingyu heard the dismissal, his eyes slightly brightened.
After throwing away the oden box, he planned to return to the dormitory.
But just as he stepped into the elevator, a young man next to him suddenly stretched out his hand.
"Hello, I'm Wu Yan."
"Fang Qingyu."
Fang Qingyu shook hands with him.
"I heard about your achievements before, knew you were great, but didn't expect you to be this fierce."
