The assessment concluded successfully, and Feng Hao was rocketed to the top of the campus headlines.
As he stepped down from the awards platform, he was immediately met with cheers from all the students of Class One. This was especially true for Zhang Meng and his three sycophants, who were sucking up to him so hard it was like their lives depended on it. Their gazes toward Feng Hao were filled with godlike reverence.
Only Xi Yueyao was sulking off to the side. It took her a long moment to snap out of it. "You damned medicine seller, who said you could be this powerful?"
"Yao Girl, shouldn't you be happy that I'm this powerful?" Feng Hao asked, a little confused.
"Hmph! You stole the whole show. How could I possibly be happy?" Xi Yueyao pouted, puffing out her cheeks as she stomped in front of Feng Hao. "No way. You have to teach me more skills. The stuff you taught me before doesn't count."
