"Stop arguing, have you guys spotted Instructor Mo? Since I got here, I haven't seen her at all."
At those words, everyone ceased their discussions and, with a start, looked around.
True enough, within the range of their vision and after a thorough sweep, they hadn't caught sight of Mo Shangjun.
It was Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu, however, who stood under a tree, face to face, apparently deep in conversation.
"Instructor Peng, Instructor Duan—" someone called out.
Hearing the voice, Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu both turned their heads and looked over.
"What is it?" Peng Yuqiu asked.
Soon, a trainee asked, "Where is Instructor Mo?"
Peng Yuqiu paused, glanced at Duan Zimu across from him.
Duan Zimu returned his gaze indifferently, his expression listless and without any intention of clearing up the confusion.
Just as everyone was pondering—