Han Qianqian's figure flashed past, and the dagger in her hand came down. One person after another fell.
These people had all suffered serious injuries to some extent and were completely unable to resist. Just like that, they fell one after another.
Soon, corpses were crammed densely around the doorway. They stretched out their hands futilely, trying to crawl out, but were ultimately killed.
Seeing this, I was deeply shaken and murmured, "Neither side was willing to yield, but in the end, not a single one of them survived."
"That's normal." Li Tongtian looked ahead, his face filled with grief. "If even one of them had backed down, then only one person would have died, while the others could have escaped. Or perhaps no one would have had to die at all."
"Even so, no one would be willing to do that. After all, very few people can sacrifice themselves for their classmates," Wu Yong said.
"If we ever encounter a situation like this, let me stay behind." I looked ahead as I spoke.
"You're joking." Wu Yong looked at me resolutely. "No matter what, I won't abandon you."
I smiled faintly and looked ahead. "The opportunity is about to come."
After Han Qianqian cleared the back entrance, she stood there for a while. She had already lost interest, so she turned around and prepared to leave.
We waited silently for a while. After confirming that she had completely left, we turned around and prepared to run out.
But just then, several people came running over from the nearby teaching building one after another. They wanted to rush out with us.
Chapter 58: Plotting with Ghosts
I frowned slightly but didn't take it seriously. However, when these people saw the situation at the back entrance, they froze in terror. One