With a little free time after their round of group-stage matches, they found a corner, put up Conversation Shielding, and began discussing things.
Fu Wanli still tried to protest. "Guys, I really don't think Linlin..."
Chu Baxing said coldly, "Don't make me slap you. Do you understand? If she doesn't die, one of us might."
Feeling wronged, Fu Wanli shut his mouth and stood aside to listen to the plan...
Half an hour later, aboard Nanrong University's school bus.
Qin Siyang yawned. "Little Zhao, I've got to hand it to your Second Uncle. His school buses really are well made. We unleashed several skills, and it's still completely intact."
Zhao Sifang nodded. "My Second Uncle has never spared any expense when it comes to student safety!"
They looked at Feng Linlin, who lay wounded on the floor.
Feng Linlin clutched her abdomen, which kept bleeding. "I never said a word around you to avoid exposing myself. How did you find out I was a mole? Qin Siyang, you figured it out, didn't you? Can you tell me exactly what gave me away, so I can at least die knowing why?"
Qin Siyang shook his head. "I wasn't the one who figured it out."
"Not you? Then who?"
Qin Siyang patted Fu Wanli behind him. "Little Fu, of course! The one who spent every day with you!"
Having confirmed that the girlfriend he adored was yet another traitor, Fu Wanli stared blankly, still unable to recover.
"Fu Wanli?" Feng Linlin snorted. "Qin Siyang, if you don't want to tell me, then don't. Why toy with me?"
"I'm telling the truth."
"Impossible! With his brains, how could he possibly have figured out I was a mole?"
Even knowing Feng Linlin was a mole, Fu Wanli still felt a stab of heartache at