Nervous (1)

Little White Meow, who had followed them back, sized them up sneakily, with Rong Mo in particular! The more he looked at it, the more his eyes narrowed.

Rong Mo slapped it on the table, causing it to meow and struggle. Then, it jumped onto Ye Qianli's shoulder to take refuge.

"That's right, Senior Brother Rong. I also want to know if you saw it or not!" Red Dagger, the third brother, who had obviously followed them, also looked at Rong Mo with a teasing expression.

"Aren't you going to class?" Rong Mo glanced at him and asked coldly.

"Didn't I ask for leave? Besides, we students of the heaven class don't mind skipping classes. It's fine as long as there's no problem in the annual test! However, why did all these students have time to go to the training ground today? You don't even have to go to class!" Red Knife discovered another big problem.

"You still have classes? Why don't I need to go?" Ye Qianli was dumbfounded.

Red Knife was speechless.