Watching Yun Jian ask Zhang Shaofeng to take the girl to the cliff, the teacher and students who were rooted to their spot dared not even move. After all, Yun Jian was in the military. What happened just now might involve classified military information, so no one dared follow them.
Zhang Jian nudged the three bags he was carrying closer to himself and was surprisingly obedient as he stood his spot without asking to go with Yun Jian and Zhang Shaofeng.
By the precipice of the mountain, Yun Jian crossed her arms in front of her chest as she stared at the girl with squinted eyes. There was an odd gleam in her eyes.
There was no one by the cliff as the steep edge prevented people from hanging around the area. If they were to accidentally fall over, that was no joke.
"Speak," Yun Jian ordered with a slight raise of brow looking at the girl still with her arms crossed.
