"You know about Instructor Ya's previous methods; as soon as he appeared, he showed his authority, and then he targeted Mo Shangjun, making her run laps." Qiqi wondered aloud, "First, what we did could have been recorded as a major infraction, so why did he let us off so easily? Second, we did everything, so why did he let us go and keep Mo Shangjun back?"
Something's off.
Way too off.
No matter how Qiqi thought about it, she felt there was something unspeakable about this matter.
Shengzi looked calm and indifferent, saying, "Maybe his brain's just gone haywire."
Qiqi: "..."
Checking the distance, Qiqi thought, luckily no one heard.
If someone did hear, they wouldn't be talking about leaving; they'd have to explain themselves right on the spot.
However, Shengzi wasn't interested in getting to the bottom of it, and Qiqi didn't insist, shrugging her shoulders, planning to wait and see.
*
By the campfire.
