A group of students stood at the door and was very confused. But facing the guards with straight faces, none of the students dared to ask.
Jenny in Class F had been standing far away outside. When she heard that a pervert was in the washroom, she was unmoved. She only focused on her phone, and then she heard exclamations from the crowd. Her followers grabbed her arm and shouted, "They are Emily's bodyguards!"
As soon as she looked up, she saw four bodyguards in black standing at the door of the washroom. They were tall and expressionless. The most important thing was that they dressed appropriately. It must be expensive to hire these bodyguards. Every bodyguard's posture was oppressive, stopping people from approaching.
"What's going on?" Jenny asked.
"We don't know." The followers shook their heads.
"Go to ask."
"Alright."