Madam Moreland stared deeply at Serene Abel for a moment, "Was it Amelia who hit you in the face?"
Tears welled up in Serene's eyes as she nodded.
Madam Moreland said nothing more, then turned her head towards a light blue figure still standing at the bathroom entrance, "You look quite refreshed. Just now from afar, I saw you lurking outside the corridor. Tell me, what were you doing exactly?"
Madam Moreland's last sentence was delivered with a tone that was both stern and severe.
The light blue figure, who appeared to be the youngest here, probably only twenty-two or three, had a trace of childishness on her face. Hearing Madam Moreland call her out by name, she became flustered, her eyes darting about, "I, I don't know, I've been outside keeping watch the whole time, I didn't see what happened inside..."
Madam Moreland's eyes flashed with anger, "Keeping watch? A fine 'watch' indeed. The few of you, come with me."
