No one had ever asked about that before, not even the Head Teacher!
Lin Yi tried hard to remember before saying, "It should have been on the road from the Teaching Building area to the Cafeteria... oh, right, I remember. There were a few streetlamp poles nearby, numbered 'Teaching Building-032,' 'Teaching Building-041,' and... 'Teaching Building-090.'"
Lin Yi had an astonishing memory. He recalled the streetlamp poles whose numbers Mu Daxian had filled in. As it happened, Mao Feiyang had slipped and fallen around that time.
At this, Boss lowered his gaze, narrowing his eyes at the floor by his feet, deep in thought.
Lin Yi's gaze followed Boss's downward...
Boss wasn't wearing a gymnastics uniform, but a black yoga unitard. The outfit hugged his figure, though his contours were already perfect without any help. Lin Yi stared, momentarily dazed. It was hard to imagine that a leg comparable to a work of art had delivered that earth-shattering kick that instantly killed the Green Apron Chef.
"All right... I understand." Boss's voice brought Lin Yi's attention back. "So you spent the night safely yesterday, despite having an Angel's aura on you? You must have returned to the Dormitory. You would certainly have died in the Teaching Building..."
Beside him, Li Huiyuan's heart tightened at those words. She hadn't expected Lin Yi to have faced so much danger.
It actually happened on May 7, Lin Yi thought, but that would be difficult to explain, so he nodded and said, "Uh, yes..."
"Incredible. You actually managed to return to the Dormitory?"
"It wasn't exactly smooth sailing. I encountered the Occult Scriptures Choir-oh, I mean the 'Forest of the Dead's Steles.' Occult Scriptures Choir was what I called it before I knew what it was," Lin Yi hurriedly said. "It nearly contaminated me. Luckily,