The sun was setting, and as dusk descended, the shrill sound of the school bell punctuated the air, causing the once serene Wangfu Middle School to buzz with activity as students hurriedly raced out of their classrooms, forming small groups as they exited the campus.
Beneath the setting sun, an unassuming Volkswagen Golf sedan was parked not far from the school gates.
"Jue Ming, are you sure those spoiled brats won't take revenge on Little Ying?"
In the passenger seat of the car, Pan Xiaolu sat motionless, her eyes fixed on the school gates, waiting for Pan Ying to emerge. Simultaneously, she asked with concern.
The previous night, she had received a call from Pan Jueming, informing her that Pan Ying was safe.
Moreover, during the call, Pan Jueming had told her that he had someone who taught a lesson to those plotting against Pan Ying, including Ye Cang. Those brats would no longer dare to bother Pan Ying.
