Chen Guofu was not afraid at all. The phoenix with hair was not as good as a chicken, and the injured master was no longer afraid.

As for the future, at worst, after going back this time, he would never leave Luocheng again. He was afraid that she would be furious. Could she still chase them all the way to their lair?

"Hahaha……"

Chen Guofu laughed loudly, feeling refreshed, waved his hand and said to Zhu Yuyi and others behind him: "Let's leave, the teacher will take you to choose a room! This is really not a place for people to stay!"

As he said that, Chen Guofu spat fiercely at Sun Zihan's feet, then took the lead and walked directly to the side door of Daixing Guesthouse, the passage that had been described by Zhong Dashan as a dog hole.

Several students tugged the corners of their mouths, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted their teeth and followed.

It’s embarrassing to be embarrassed, but it’s really much better than squatting outside in the corner.

And this is also the only way to not get right from the South China Martial Arts School, Yang Fan and the others.

Walking through the side door means that they voluntarily gave up the competition for the top-floor chief suite, thus avoiding direct conflict with the South China Martial Arts School. With Yang Fan's good-person attributes, they should no longer deliberately make things difficult for them, right?

really.

Seeing that the people from Luocheng Martial Arts School took the initiative to enter the hall from the side door and began to pick up the steps and climb the stairs, Yang Fan and his friends just raised their heads unexpectedly, then continued to eat melon seeds again, chatting and spanking, without any intention of stopping them.
Chapter completed!