Translator: Pika

  “I’ve already been stalled by Yuan Wendong and the others for too long. It’s going to be afternoon classes soon, so I’ll be heading back first,” said Chu Huanzhao.

  There was hardly anyone left in the canteen. She casually wiped her mouth and stood.

  “What class are you in?” Zu An asked out of curiosity.

  “I……” Oddly enough, Chu Huanzhao began to fidget uncomfortably. Her voice also became a little weaker. “I’m from the Black class.

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