Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Fifteen curled his lips and smiled disdainfully, turning a deaf ear to Ao She's words, a person who bosses around and has no manners at all, no, he is not a human, he is a dragon, so he doesn't care about it, hmph, a dragon No matter what, the young master will not pay attention to it.

After Ao She yelled that sentence, all the students in the class held their breath, waiting to see what would happen to Fifteen. Five is not pleasing to the eye!

But soon, they discovered that Shiwu was not a kid who would tremble with fright when someone yelled at him, and didn't know what to do at all. He completely ignored Ao She, as if he had never heard his words. The same, what to do, what to do, still turning the pages of the book leisurely, with a slight smile on the corner of the lips, completely a sensible, obedient and beautiful little doll.

And Ao She felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He had never been ignored so much before. From childhood to adulthood, including after coming to school, he has always been the best. Everyone respects him, even the master treats him with respect. He also likes it very much, who dares to ignore him like this?

The dragon horns on Ao Sheqi's head were about to grow out, and he raised his voice, "You're the new one."

Fifteen still didn't make a sound, he had already read nearly half of the thin page in his hand, his side was as motionless as a mountain, even though Ao She was blushing with anger and had a thick neck.

Ao She finally couldn't bear it anymore, excitedly came to Fifteen, and slammed the table: "You..."

Only then did Fifteen slowly put down the book in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he asked, "Are you talking about me?"

Ao She almost choked himself to death in one breath, he yelled for so long, this guy completely thought he was farting, "Who is new here except you?"

Fifteen nodded lightly, "I have a name, please call me Fifteen, thank you."

The master standing in front squinted his eyes when he saw this scene, so calm and composed at such a young age, did he really have that ability, or did he have the courage because of the dean?

Ao She swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt, dammit, this bastard is just looking for a beating, isn't he, "You...very good, I don't care if you are fifteen or sixteen, now, you...get out. "

Fifteen adjusted his posture, because they were all kneeling on the ground to listen to the class, so after a long time, their legs were a little uncomfortable. He adjusted a comfortable posture and asked, "Sorry, may I ask who you are first?"

Ao She had the urge to spurt blood again, "I am Ao She, a student of Class Huang."

Nodding at fifteen, Ao She, no wonder, seems to be the prince of the Shui tribe.

Fifteen said in a lukewarm sarcasm, "So it's a classmate, but with your tone of voice, I still think I'm the master or the dean."

The implication is self-evident, you are neither the master nor the dean, just a student who came here to study like me, why should you drive people out, what do you think you are?

"You... don't be so weird. Although I am not a teacher and I am not the dean who has a relationship with you, but, like my classmates, I entered the academy through my own efforts, step by step with my own hard work and sweat. You just came to the yellow class, and you... what are you? Why do you deserve to sit with us through the back door because of your relationship?"