"Mo Shangjun, it's really you."
The woman's lips curved with an amused smile.
Mo Shangjun stared at her for a few seconds.
Somewhat familiar.
But she did not know her.
Withdrawing her gaze, Mo Shangjun turned around without any pleasantries and went to grab a bag to fill with rice.
"Mo Shangjun." The woman called out to her again, her gaze fixed on her.
"What is it?"
Casually pulling off a bag, Mo Shangjun leisurely raised her eyes and walked back unhurriedly.
The woman looked at her with interest and introduced herself, "I am Ji Ruonan."
About the "challenge," she couldn't find Mo Shangjun, so she went to Mo Shangjun's advisor. It wasn't until she saw the final list of instructors from Ya Tianxing that she knew Mo Shangjun had indeed become a training instructor.
She thought Mo Shangjun had already accepted the "challenge."
She had asked Mo Shangjun's advisor to convey this, so she called Mo Shangjun's advisor again, only to be informed—
