After applying the medicine, Yan Qing quickly put on his pants. Qi Qiuluo couldn't help but laugh at him, teasing, "I've never seen a guy with legs as smooth as a girl's. You’re not actually a girl, are you?" His tone was filled with mockery.
"You’re the one who’s like a girl," Yan Qing shot him a glare, his expression darkening instantly.
"Come on, I’m just speaking the truth," Qi Qiuluo shrugged.
"I’m not lying either," Yan Qing raised his voice slightly, irritated. The thing he hated most in life was being compared to a woman.
This reminded him of his freshman year when someone had maliciously edited his photo to make him look like a girl, and he was even nominated as the campus beauty. It might have been just someone’s twisted sense of humor, but afterward, he endured a long period of insults. Even now, there were still comments on his blog calling him perverted and other derogatory terms.
"You're getting worked up over nothing," Qi Qiuluo rolled his eyes.
"Let’s go," Tan Ming interrupted them. He regretted not sending Qi Qiuluo away while Yan Qing was applying the medicine.
Tan Ming grabbed Yan Qing's arm and stepped down first. Qi Qiuluo followed slowly behind, looking awkward as he hesitated whether to approach or not.
Tan Ming warned Yan Qing not to trust Qi Qiuluo easily.
Hearing this, Qi Qiuluo's face flushed with anger. "What kind of good person are you, Tan Ming?" His voice dripped with resentment. "You can’t even keep your bad-mouthing discreet?"
"Better than you," Tan Ming replied coldly.
Qi Qiuluo laughed. "Better than me? Look around," he lowered his voice conspiratorially. "Don’t think I didn’t see it; in the Administrative Building, you pulled out two cards."
Although the two cards were stacked together, Qi Qiuluo had played cards for years and could spot something amiss at a glance.
"Are you really going to say that?" Tan Ming stopped and turned around, his gaze sharp as he questioned him.
"What do you mean?" Qi Qiuluo's heart tightened.
Tan Ming casually slipped his hand into his pocket and slowly pulled out a folded piece of paper, handing it to Qi Qiuluo.
Qi Qiuluo opened it suspiciously and saw the contents inside; his expression changed dramatically. "You—"
Tan Ming shot him a cold glance, his penetrating eyes seeming to see right through him; the act was quite convincing.
A warning bell rang in Qi Qiuluo's mind. When did Tan Ming find out?
"What’s written on that paper?" Yan Qing asked curiously.
"Why is Qi Qiuluo reacting so strongly?"
"Alright, you really are impressive!" Qi Qiuluo said, tearing the paper into shreds and stuffing it into his pocket.
He took the lead and walked away, passing by Tan Ming, and remarked, "There will come a time when you need to ask me for help."
What was going on with him? Yan Qing looked on in confusion.
Tan Ming stared intently at Qi Qiuluo's retreating figure and succinctly summarized, "He's lost it."
After that, Qi Qiuluo wore a stern expression as he sat in a corner, not engaging with those around him.
The others silently counted down in their minds. When they reached zero, the lights in the restaurant suddenly went out.
Darkness enveloped the surroundings in an instant.
Outside the restaurant, the chaotic cries of animals echoed once more.
Having evolved, their sense of smell had expanded further, drawing them to the rich scent of humans inside the restaurant.
Everyone held their breath; the vast dining area was eerily quiet, so much so that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.
The animals violently slammed against the restaurant's door, and the students inside could clearly feel the ground shaking beneath them.
They dared not make a move, anxiously waiting as each second felt like an eternity.
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