Suddenly, a pair of wings unfurled from Yan Yichen's back with a SWISH. His tightly shut eyes snapped open, and he shot out of the room.
BANG—
The force of his exit blasted a huge hole through the wall and window.
The commotion instantly jolted everyone else awake. A brilliant golden light flared outside, drawing everyone out to see what was happening.
Yue Junxiao didn't even have time to get dressed before he dashed outside. As he ran, he didn't forget to ask Hu Yan and Lang Qiu, who were also emerging from their rooms, "What was that rumbling sound? What's going on?"
Hu Yan stared in the direction of the golden light. "Judging by the commotion, it must be coming from Yan Yichen's room."
