Lu Zhao pondered... Those two over there, they looked rather ordinary. If they had really been with the "Angel Sculpture" just now, how could they still be alive?
But for the sake of being thorough, he still looked at Jin Jiuyao: "Go and ask them. No, your appearance will scare them. Little Xue, you go and ask."
Chen Xue stood up decisively.
"Mind your manners..." Lu Zhao quickly reminded, "It's their freedom to read whatever they want, don't cause any chaos, remember we still have tasks."
"Got it!" Chen Xue replied coldly.
Lu Zhao glanced at Lin Yi and Wei Liang, then mused, "Little Jin, you rest for now. Little Bing, take care of him."
Chen Bing nodded.
"I'm fine, you go ahead..." Jin Jiuyao naturally knew what Lu Zhao was going to do.
Lu Zhao didn't waste any time, hoisted his backpack, and walked towards the bookshelf area.
He couldn't feel at ease without looking at the dead "Angel Sculpture" himself.
A moment later, he returned to his seat with a darkened face.
