After a long while, she waved her hand somewhat disinterestedly, "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this."
She was tired.
Mentally tired.
She didn't know why, but even with the confirmation of Ren Zhong's astonishing talent, and the certainty that Ren Zhong could lead her to break the shackles of fate, her mood should have been very excited, yet she inexplicably felt very calm inside.
What's there to look forward to? With someone so fierce, as long as he stays alive, isn't that inevitable?
"Huh? What's wrong with you two lovebirds' expressions? What were you just talking about? Did you have a fight?"
At this moment, Ma Xiaoling's slightly curious voice sounded in front of them.
From her tone, she seemed to be in a great mood.
Seeing the two turned their faces aside, seemingly lost in their own thoughts, Teacher Ma's gossiping spirit ignited.
Ren Zhong changed the subject and only said, "Teacher Ma, you're a couple of minutes late."
