Among the crowd, a pair of sinister eyes stared at Yun Chujiu. It was Zhu Jingtong.
Although many people said that Zhu Jingtie’s death had nothing to do with Yun Chujiu, he still hated Yun Chujiu. If she hadn’t meddled, his younger brother might not have died! As for Yun Chujiu saving other students, what did the lives of those people have to do with him? !
Zhu Jingtong was afraid that Yun Chujiu would discover him, so he quickly averted his gaze. He could not confront Yun chujiu head-on right now. He had to wait for an opportunity, a chance that he could hit with one strike.
Yun chujiu glanced around and found an empty seat next to a fatty. She walked over and asked with a smile, “Senior, is there anyone inside?”
The fatty stood up and let Yun Chujiu enter and sit down. A gossipy light flashed in his eyes as he asked with a flattering smile, “Junior Yun, are you planning to sit in on the Alchemy Class?”