C1113 Messing Around!

Xia Yi sat on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was resting. He looked like an old scholar.

Le Xingtong's voice was not loud, but he was too nervous. Even the teachers in the Dragonflight Cloister who were slightly further away could not hear his voice clearly.

However, just as Xia Yi had said, they had set off at the same starting line