Mu Qiancheng felt the gaze falling on him and Jiang Xue, and his whole demeanor turned cold. Yet unknowingly, his icy aura drew even more attention from those around.
As the eyes upon them grew in number, Mu Qiancheng's expression grew increasingly grim. And at this moment, someone lacking awareness stepped forward to chat.
"Handsome guy, which class are you in?"
"Pretty girl, how about making friends?"
A man and a woman respectively approached the couple, one wanting to meet Mu Qiancheng, the other Jiang Xue.
Upon hearing this, the air around Mu Qiancheng became even colder, and his knife-like gaze fell on the two, with a low growl: "Get lost!"
The single word "get lost" frightened off the two attempting to chat, and successfully deterred others who wished to approach. Jiang Xue felt a bit awkward seeing Mu Qiancheng angry, and quickly pulled him towards her own class.
