In the classroom, the three of them fell into a long silence.
Hu Wu suddenly grimaced. "Lu Benwei, tell me honestly. Why was your divine sense repelled?"
"I've already made it very clear. There's a layer of chaotic mist on Fang Xiaoxiao's body." Lu Benwei exhaled.
"I can't see through it! But we can't rely on this to arrest Fang Xiaoxiao, right?"
The three of them were caught in an endless loop that was difficult to break.
"What about the countdown?" Chu Yan crossed her arms and asked with a frown.
"Counting the time, it should be now tomorrow."
Hu Wu smoked his cigarette and frowned.
"We can't let anyone else get hurt. After school tomorrow, we'll follow Fang Xiaoxiao."
"Good!"
The three of them reached a consensus.
…
That night, as soon as Lu Benwei entered the house, he heard Jiang Xiuqin's nagging.
