Rustling conversations could be heard from the crowd.
Everyone was curious about this mysterious figure that was picked up by the Essence Soul personally, and they discussed the possibilities in their hearts.
The students of Class Eight who had called Jiang Xun had a simple understanding of what had taken place just now. At this moment, they were explaining the reason for Jiang Xun and Mo Zhu's late arrival to one another.
Not long later, other than Mo Zhu, everyone from Class Eight had already arrived.
On the other side, Mo Zhu, who had agreed to the request, was waiting by the side of the road. She was kicking the small stones by the steps in boredom. Not long later after she had parted with the crowd, an expensive luxury car stopped in front of her.
