Lin Yi inwardly rolled his eyes but said aloud, "Safe, as safe as can be."
The weird art teacher believed Lin Yi's words, though she couldn't possibly foresee the things Lin Yi had encountered...
"It seems the Black Chef's abilities were truly exceptional. No wonder the Lord valued him so much..." the weird art teacher sighed. "It's a pity, though—he's gone."
Lin Yi pursed his lips; he hadn't realized how highly the weird art teacher esteemed Old Mo.
But, thinking back, he could understand. Old Mo was likely one of the top combat strengths within the school district, able to be counted on one hand.
He wanted to say something more, but suddenly, several figures appeared at the classroom door, dusty and wrapped in gray aura...
With the door wide open, the interplay of light and shadows made it easy for others to glance over as they appeared.
Lin Yi seemed to sense something and immediately turned to look, his expression shifting abruptly.
"It's her?!"
