Qin Ran stopped and turned to look at Ouke.
"Some upperclassmen are plotting against you!"
Ouke spoke gravely.
But after hearing this, Qin Ran turned away without a care and continued toward the apartment building.
This clearly caught Ouke by surprise. He had expected Qin Ran to ask for details, giving him an opportunity to bring them closer.
"Don't you believe me?"
"I don't know exactly who they are, but I can guarantee the information is true!"
Ouke spoke as though he were swearing an oath.
Qin Ran never stopped walking, and his figure soon disappeared behind the apartment building's door.
Looking at the closed door, Ouke frowned in confusion.
Did he not believe me?
Or did he simply not care about that kind of danger?
Eventually, Ouke shook his head and sighed.
Since he had failed to complete this task, he would have to take on more. Even in the Gourmet Association, an organization named for fine food, entry-grade food was in very limited supply.
And throughout all this, Ouke never noticed the gaze watching him until he left.
Standing in the apartment building's stairwell, Qin Ran watched him leave through the window.
Qin Ran treated every stranger who appeared before him with caution, even if they displayed no hostility and were weak.
As for the upperclassmen supposedly plotting against him?
Qin Ran had expected that long ago.
Standing out inevitably drew attention.
That principle held true everywhere.
Freshman chief, head of the E-Zone Student Council Branch, the Food Records-all of these were tied to a single freshman. It would have been strange if no one noticed.
All he needed to do was wait quietly for those upperclassmen to appear.
It wasn't that he didn't want to strike first. His attention simply wasn't on those upperclassmen.
What mattered to