Just now, although Su Yunling was sitting in silence regulating his breathing, he clearly heard the conversation outside. As the black-clad men counted to a certain number, Su Yunling stood up, timed perfectly.
As soon as Su Yunling spoke, the black-clad men loosened their grip, and those who didn't want Su Yunling to follow them exclaimed in shock.
"Ah Yun!"
"Xiao Su!"
"Instructor Su!"
Tang Shuan, Hua Yan, and several students disagreed.
Su Yunling seemed not to hear their cries, just looked back, precisely in Tang Shuan's direction.
"Brother An." Su Yunling nodded to Tang Shuan, then took a bouquet of flowers out from his storage ring, handing it to Tang Shuan, "Please pass this to Zhizhi for me."
Tang Shuan: "What are you doing? Since you remember her at this moment, you should know that she doesn't want to lose you."
Tang Shuan didn't reach out to take the flowers Su Yunling handed him.
