downwards in midair, striking Qin Biao's chest with force. Qin Biao felt a jolt in his chest, as if it had been struck by an iron hammer. A dull feeling spread through him, and his body was kicked fur... just happened, the more she thought about it, the more something felt off. Xiao Jingteng's reputation at school had always been good; polite and courteous, a model gentleman. How could he possibly do...