"No, you didn't go the wrong way!"
The young bursary student gritted his teeth, his voice gradually carried by the morning breeze. He walked towards the Lakefront Corridor without looking back: "...Before entering the library, I need to cut off this damned shadow first! It's not my shadow!"
At the warlock's feet, a pitch-black shadow stretched itself lazily, transforming into two large fan-like hands, waving merrily at the Absolution's diviner, as if bidding him farewell.
It didn't care about Zheng Qing's threat at all.
On the contrary, it welcomed Zheng Qing's decision — had it known that causing trouble would make Zheng Qing make up his mind sooner, it definitely would have stuck openly to other witches' shadows in front of Jiang Yu the very first day of returning to campus.
Xiao Xiao glanced at the retreating figures of Zheng Qing and the shadow, shrugged, and hugging the law book in his arms, turned towards the main door of the Book Mountain Library.
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