C91 The headmaster's conspiracy

Wang Haodong's reaction was fast enough. The moment Mu Dai's voice stopped, he pulled me behind the banana flower and flashed. At the same time, Mu Dai had already flashed in.

The wound on my left arm hurt from Wang Haodong's pinching, and my face became itchy from the half-withered flower leaves brushing past it, so much so that I almost cried out