Ning Rongrong had no idea why the two girls in front of her were looking at her like that, and for a moment, she felt rather speechless. Anyone who did not know better would think she had done something infuriating.
Still, with her exquisite acting skills, she kept her expression steady and continued smiling at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Let's go."
Oscar's voice rang out, and the two girls withdrew their gazes. Then, under Oscar's lead, the group of five slowly walked deeper into the academy.
Along the way, Ning Rongrong quietly sized up Xiao Feng in front of her, as well as the two girls holding his arms. To be honest, she was quite curious about the relationship between the three of them, because just now, she had clearly sensed hostility in the two girls' eyes.
And the only thing that seemed capable of making them hostile toward her was "Xiao Feng"?
As if she understood something, Ning Rongrong's heart twitched slightly. No, do I really look that much like someone who'd steal your man? Sure, he's pretty handsome, but I'm not so desperate that I can't walk when I see a man, right?
As she ranted wildly in her heart, it was not long before everyone arrived at an open space. The clearing was about three to four hundred square meters, and at the edge of it stood a dark brown chair.
Lying on the chair was a Yordle. To be precise, it was a muscular, burly Yordle. That was right—this person was none other than Zhi... ahem, wrong set. This person was none other than Zhao Wuji.
"Teacher Zhao! Teacher Zhao!"
Oscar came to Zhao Wuji's side and called out carefully. He did not dare shout too loudly, afraid that if Zhao Wuji woke up in