"Yes, Lord benevolence, I wait to obey!" Countless old people and students worshipped, Zhao Song angrily threw off his sleeves, which was a big step away.

"Okay, let's find a place to settle down and pray for our hero's wake!" As soon as Zhao Song left, the elders immediately began to arrange for a wake.

There are too many people and it is unrealistic to crowded around the corpse, especially the respected elders. How can we sit there and watch for some ordinary students?

Qunyingtang belongs to the lobby. Its staff is scattered and there are many factions. At this moment, everyone is very sad. In fact, secretly, I don't...