"Something's wrong!" Lin Xi said softly, it was clearly abnormal that there was no one here.
Because it wasn't just a few people, but two classes plus Yang Feifei and others, totaling seventy to eighty people.
They had all dispersed earlier, each busy with their own tasks.
How come now there's no one in sight? Clearly, something has happened!
If Yang Feifei had gathered everyone together, there was no reason to leave here since neither she nor Ding Yueqiu was present, and no message or phone call notification was received. More importantly, the pots and pans on the ground showed signs of being toppled over.
Judging by this, something unusual has occurred!
At that moment, Lin Xi suddenly turned his head, grabbed Ding Yueqiu by the neck with one hand, lifted her up, and a hint of killing intent appeared on his face, "Is it your people?"
