C3174 CHAPTER3174 PRACTICE YOUR HANDS

Sam Moreels smiled quietly. This seemed promising. Everyone was genuinely sincere, and there was an unspoken sense of being deeply moved. Sam Moreels narrowed his eyes slightly, casting a satisfied glance at the first-grade English class. Everything felt harmonious. Was there really a need to discuss all that nonsense? Everyone settled down and returned to their usual calm.

"It's fine now