The teachers eavesdropping outside the door fell silent.
In other words, Ye Buyu had been the first to reach the Withered Glory Theatre.
All their painstaking investigation had accomplished less than a few casual exchanges.
They were utterly speechless.
With mixed feelings, Shi Can and the others pushed open the door, walked into the classroom with practiced ease, and seated themselves beside the students under everyone's stunned gazes.
It was as though they were saying, we're not here to break you up. We're here to join you. Please continue.
"..."
Kou Ying weighed his words. "Ms. Shi, isn't there a war going on outside?"
At such a tense moment, shouldn't they be doing something?
"Yes. Do you need me to put on some cartoons for you?"
Shi Can looked perfectly matter-of-fact, seeing nothing wrong with her suggestion.
Wan Lan rolled her eyes skyward. "We're not three-year-olds. Are you trying to soothe us like we're still embryos?"
"Don't be so tense. This isn't some ancient war that'll drag on for ten days or half a month. The Present World can't withstand the drain of a war of attrition. Wars are measured in hours here.
The operation against [Abyssal Erosion] has been in the works for a long time. It'll be over within twenty-four hours, so just stay here and relax."
Holding his thermos, Liu Shuai slurped some tea and reclined comfortably in his chair.
"That's right. Your trip to the Withered Glory Theatre was a little nightmare for you. Get to sleep early tonight. We can discuss what comes next once you've rested. By the time you wake up, you might hear news of victory."
Ye Buyu shook her head, rubbing the Thumb Ring in her hand. "I can't sleep. The adrenaline hasn't worn off yet."
That made sense. After everything