Li Meng's shoulder was slung with a pink ladies' handbag, not holding her fluffy teddy bear, as she quietly crossed the small plaza in front of the Book Mountain Library, sneaking off towards the grove behind the square.
Not far behind that grove was Lin Zhong Lake.
There were many magical creatures near the lakeside forest that posed a danger to Li Meng.
Zheng Qing poked his head out, watching the back of the Little Witch with some indecision—whether to continue sitting in the library with an unsettled mind, waiting for the witch who seemed to never arrive, or to make a trip to the copse to retrieve the escaped Little Witch.
Indeed, Zheng Qing was willing to bet a jade coin that Li Meng had slipped away while Jiang Yu was not paying attention.