บท 175: Won't Your Conscience Hurt?

The thing wasn't too heavy, but Gu Qingjiu couldn't guess what was inside.

Deliveries nowadays all made use of QR codes, so other than the names, one wouldn't be able to tell its contents.

She carried the box all the way to the Chief Instructor's office. When she arrived there, it was silent, and no one was around.

She looked around her and made sure that she was alone.

Gu Qingjiu remembered Huo Yingcheng's orders, so she didn't let anyone know. She quietly walked inside the office and placed the parcel down before leaving straightaway.

But when she reached the door, a sudden breeze of frosty air assaulted her.

He Niancheng's silhouette appeared from the corner outside the office, scaring the wits out of Gu Qingjiu.

His posture was perfectly straight while his exquisitely sculpted face revealed a hint of surprise.

"Chief… Chief Instructor, good afternoon!"