Since the conversation was already in full swing, Zheng Qing decided to lay his concerns bare:
"Does the school know about the Gypsy witches?"
"Why not do these things after class… If you skip so many classes, won't it be more challenging to catch up?"
"Plus, how did you know there was no one in the lounge today?"
Elena reached back and gathered her burgundy ringlets with a red hair tie, revealing a fair neck and a delicate collarbone.
Then she turned around, her eyes sparkling with a playful smile at Zheng Qing, as if waiting for him to finish questioning.
As the wizard inhaled the room's sweet fragrance, he felt reluctant to continue asking the other questions that were lingering in his mind.
Seeing that he had closed his mouth, the Gypsy witch paused for a moment before calmly explaining each question: "There is nothing that the school does not know."
