Yun Qiluo and Song Shijia struggled to squeeze their way out.
By the time they got outside, she'd completely lost track of Song Shijia. Being shorter, she couldn't see her even if she craned her neck.
Just as she was about to squeeze through, a hand suddenly reached out from behind.
Yun Qiluo's hair stood on end, as a familiar sense of danger loomed over her.
She almost instinctively dodged to the side.
Looking back, she saw a tall man wearing a baseball cap. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, there was no way he was a student.
The man missed his lunge, and with almost no pause, he quickly came at her again.
He was filled with a fierce energy.
Yun Qiluo suddenly realized this must be the person who had been stalking her recently.
She was about to engage in a fight with him.
The crowd next to her suddenly pressed closer, and she realized something, her whole body tensing up once more.
Immediately, a cold, hard object pressed against her waist.
