Yuan Ling looked over there, seeing the time was right, she directly called out to signal everyone to start the attack.
Everyone rushed forward together.
They directly threw the bags mixed with paint in their hands towards Ye Ning.
Who knew...
Ye Ning seemed to know they were behind her, suddenly turning around.
The coat in her hand instantly whipped up, and several people only felt a darkness before their eyes. Before they could react, the paint had splattered everywhere.
"Ah..."
The group only felt a splash of colors, like a pouring rain, landing on their bodies, instinctively trying to block it with their hands, but it was too late.
It took a while for them to realize what had happened.
Looking again at Ye Ning in front of them, she casually threw aside the paint-splattered clothes and clapped her hands, looking at the students.
