Chapter 702
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Ye Qing Luo didn't return to the dormitory directly but headed towards the devil class's direction.
After passing through a few small paths, they gradually entered a remote road with few people. This was the only way to get to the devil class.
Ye Qing Luo's sharp senses told her that there were at least two people following her.
She didn't need to guess to know.
They must have been sent by the Director.
Had they started to suspect her?
Ye Qing Luo snorted coldly. She didn't think that the people following her had the ability to follow her into the devil class.
Ever since Di Mo Xuan was unimpeded, the first and second courtyard's protection was increased by a layer.
At the entrance of the second courtyard, there was an enchantment which Di Mo Xuan had personally set up.
Those who weren't from the devil class were unable to enter.
Ye Qing Luo had just finished the training tasks assigned by her and there were more than ten students swinging their limbs on the training ground. Most of the students had gone to shower and change out of their sweaty uniforms.
There was still Di Mo Xuan's training task at night so these students were too lazy to change out of their uniforms.
Anyway after the training at night, they would be drenched in sweat once again.
On seeing Ye Qing Luo's return, all of them smiled and greeted her.
Ye Qing Luo nodded with a smile and went straight to the class committee room. She didn't see Di Mo Xuan nor Long Yun Zhan and the rest.
They had probably gone to shower and change out of their clothes.
The soft chair by the side was separated by Di Mo Xuan's white robe.
Ye Qing Luo walked over and sat down as she leaned her head against the back of the chair.
The sandalwood scent on the white robe gradually wrapped around her.
Ye Qing Luo felt that her mind was extremely clear as she recalled the conversation with the Director earlier in her mind.
A person's eyes could best reveal that person's thoughts.
The murderous intent and ambition in the Director's eyes as well as that complacent gaze were all captured by her.
Who did the Director want to kill in order to achieve his own goal?
The only thing she could be sure of now was …. The Director must have some deal with that so-called "Lord".
The purpose of the deal was most likely to help him achieve his goal.
And that Lord …. was most likely related to the disappearance of the students.
Her brain kept on working and the long tensed up emotions were gradually getting tired.
Before she could continue thinking, the sandalwood scent in her nose became more and more intense.
After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.
…
By the time Ye Qing Luo woke up, it was already four hours later.
She wasn't sitting on the soft chair.
Instead, he was lying on a makeshift couch in the class committee room.
His body was draped in that white robe.
Hearing the sound, the man sitting on the other end of the soft chair looked up: "You're awake?"
Ye Qing Luo had just woken up and was stunned by her own position, her charming eyes were covered with a layer of haziness.
Her long, curly eyelashes fluttered, and after a long while, her eyes met the man's.
Di Mo Xuan sat lazily at the square table with a stack of survey forms in front of him.
Perhaps it was because he had just taken a bath, his hair was as black as smoke, and it was scattered over his shoulders, making him look even more languid.
A sparkling and translucent luminous pearl was placed on the square table, making his handsome and devilishly handsome face appear cold and white, giving it a slight coldness.
His slender fingers were holding a brush, and he was writing on the questionnaire.
As he spoke, his hands did not stop moving.
"Why didn't you wake me up when you're back." Ye Qing Luo lifted her white robe and sat up straight.
As he spoke, he could clearly feel the lingering fragrance of sandalwood in his mouth.
She realized something and blushed slightly.
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