Chu Ming put on a look of pleasant surprise: "Mr. Shen, um, I can go with you."
"Good, let's go." Shen Yu was overjoyed. He immediately grabbed Chu Ming's wrist and pulled him toward the exit of the Mess Hall.
The junior examinees—including Ning Hao, Liang Yuan, and Xu He—looked at each other in confusion, staring blankly as the old and young figures walked out the main doors and disappeared from sight.
Just left like that?
Ning Hao and Liang Yuan were still processing what had happened.
Outside the door, on the road.
Shen Yu pulled Chu Ming along for a few steps, but suddenly Chu Ming stopped.
"Having second thoughts?" Shen Yu's grip tightened.
"Shen… Mr. Shen… no, it's not that. I left in a hurry and forgot to put down my chopsticks."
Chu Ming raised his right hand; sure enough, there was a pair of chopsticks in it.
"Just toss them," Shen Yu said indifferently.
