"It's nothing, maybe I haven't been resting well lately." Lu Qingxue shook her head.
Mu Fan didn't take Lu Qingxue's explanation to heart; he looked at those clear, cold eyes, "Senior Sister Lu wouldn't lie."
A faint blush appeared on Lu Qingxue's fair cheeks, and she softly said, "There are some things at home; I might have to go back soon."
"Okay, if you need help, just call me." This time, Mu Fan believed her, although he didn't know what Lu Qingxue meant by that.
"Alright."
Their conversation seemed to never last long, but the meaning behind those simple words was clear in their hearts.
"Let's go in."
Lu Qingxue turned, carrying a faint scent, and walked into the Swordsmanship Club first.
When Mu Fan followed her inside, the members of the Swordsmanship Club initially did not react...
But soon, when those students clearly saw the figure behind, the dozen trainees suddenly stopped.
Silence!
Mu Fan disappeared into the hallway with everyone's gaze upon him.
