Upon hearing Mo Shu's words, everyone was taken aback.
Instructor Hou's face had become as black as the bottom of a pan, and the students dared not look him in the eye directly. Even the adjacent class could feel the atmospheric pressure from their side.
"Are you serious?" Instructor Hou asked in a deep voice.
"Of course." As Mo Shu spoke, she took the wristwatch from her pants pocket and put it back on her wrist in front of Instructor Hou.
This was undoubtedly a stark provocation.
Instructor Hou's eyes darkened a few shades.
The students dared not breathe, feeling every minute and second like an agony. Finally, Instructor Hou spoke, "Fine, I'll race you."
Instructor Hou and Mo Shu stood side by side with a meter's distance between them, facing the dormitory building
