What was Xiao Lin thinking?
Unbeknownst to the rest, even his classmates from Class Seven—such as Zhou Feng—returned without success after attempting to enquire further from Xiao Lin. Qin Chuan and the others even persuaded Xiao Lin not to beat himself up over it. Even if the situation had already reached the point of no return, simply doing nothing would affect the final evaluation nonetheless.
Xiao Lin merely smiled and said, "Don't worry. There's just something I haven't figured out yet."
"But it's too late now!" Qin Chuan was getting anxious. His promotion to sophomore year hinged on that exam.
Xiao Lin shook his head and sighed, "If that battle really was a trap, I believe that the orcs and the elves must have been prepared for this, otherwise Dawn Academy's defeat wouldn't have happened in actual history. Instructor, do you really think we can rely on ourselves to change the course history?"