Could it be that the canteen lady also doubled as a member of the discipline committee?
At this point, although Yi Lin was curious about the hierarchical structure of Ming River Middle School, now was not the time to investigate.
He quickly advised Oda Mai to keep a low profile and activated his shadowing technique, stealthily slipping past the edge of the heatwave.
Even at the edge of the heatwave, the terrifying temperature made Yi Lin and Oda Mai feel as though they were in an oven, with sticky sweat trickling down their foreheads and backs. This sensation gave Yi Lin the illusion of being in a steam room at a sanatorium, thinking that if they stayed a bit longer, they might even reap some skincare benefits.
A group of BOSSes was in the midst of an internal conflict.
To jump in now and fish in troubled waters would be no different from seeking death.
After bypassing it, Yi Lin felt the temperature around him drop slightly.
