The dining hall counters had already prepared their food, but only contestants in the Martial Body Meet were eating, so the place felt rather empty. Since disciples of the Buddhist Order were competing, the Military Academy had specially opened two vegetarian counters in the Third Dining Hall, the one closest to the Arena.
They found a table in the corner. The eight seats were filled exactly.
On the left, from the far end down, sat Ning Qing, Chen Shu, Xiaoxiao, and Zhang Suannai, along with a white Cat. They were all dressed normally.
On the right, only Yan Keling looked normal.
The others were a delicate-looking Daoist priest, a fair-skinned monk with a round face, and a cool-looking woman in a black bodysuit and metal mask.
Zhang Suannai felt uneasy all over. It seemed everyone across from her kept giving her strange looks, glancing now and then at Ning Qing, who sat two seats away from her, before looking back at her. Even that show-off who wore a mask in a university dining hall, whose face and eyes she couldn't see, was obviously looking at her.
The feeling made her skin itch, as though ants were crawling over it.
Especially with that show-off sitting directly opposite her.
So Luo Huai'an was her...
Zhang Suannai had long guessed that show-off was in the group, but she had always assumed it was one of the people who never spoke. They were probably military prodigies, perhaps in Group Leader's year or even several years above her. They might already have graduated and entered the army by the time the current group members enrolled.
Or perhaps no one had talked in the group before Zhang Suannai joined, so those people had never formed a habit of checking it.
Maybe they had even uninstalled the