"I didn't expect this from you ," Master Huang points at FengLei with his hand fan, his face raging in anger.

Slamming his hands on the table he gets up from his seat and walks towards us who are kneeling down a little farther from the table, crossing his arms over his chest he walks to and fro in front of us making our eyeballs move in a slow oscillatory motion following his footsteps.

Growling internally I curl up my toes rubbing the feet against each other trying to get rid of ...