However, before Jiang Yan's axe could descend, he heard a rustling sound not far away.
Looking over, there seemed to be several shadows.
On closer inspection, wow, weren't these the H team whose five eggs and a basin of flour he had stolen that morning?
Had they actually come to his doorstep?
Afraid of being exposed, Jiang Yan forgot to inform his teammates and went straight towards them with his axe in hand.
"What are you doing?"
Cheng Biao, who was scouting the path, jumped in fright, and upon recognizing the man standing in front of him, he was even more taken aback, "Who are you?"
A teammate tugged at his clothes, "Boss, that's him, that's Jiang Yan!"
Hearing this, Cheng Biao's expression turned instantly fierce, "Oh, it's you, you little thief stole our breakfast this morning, didn't you?!"
Jiang Yan shuddered with guilt.
They had indeed come for that reason.
But he was a born actor, his sick leaves from school had never been exposed, and now he also wouldn't falter.