Changgui stood there, head down, fingers tangled together, not knowing what to do.
Why are they all mocking him? He clearly didn't say anything wrong...
"Got into our Immortal Armor class through connections and truly thinks he's at that level? Ridiculous." The freckled boy sneered.
The skinny bamboo pole naturally chimed in, "Sigh, some people, just so ordinary yet so confident, thinking by stepping through this door, they can really become one of us."
Another burst of laughter followed from the group.
In the corner, a person who had been sleeping seemed to be awakened by the noise, she impatiently rubbed her already disheveled hair, and looked up with a gruff voice: "Why all the noise?!"
As if scared by her, the formerly noisy classroom fell silent enough for the drop of a pin to be heard.
The old gentleman was also frightened by her sudden outburst, pulling out several strands of his beard. He painfully flicked away the hairs before saying, "What are you laughing at?"
