Amid the din of the students, the sound of someone stepping on a twig would not be so obvious. Ren Xiaosu skillfully disengaged the safety of the automatic rifle in his hand and loaded it with a full magazine. Under the illumination of the campfire, the brass rounds in the magazine appeared extremely dense and heavy.
Ren Xiaosu looked up and was surprised to see that Zhou Yingxue had also taken her pistol out. "You heard that as well?"
"No." Zhou Yingxue said in surprise, "Heard what? I saw you taking out your gun, so I got mine out as well. Aren't we robbing these Qinghe University students? They look rather rich…."
Ren Xiaosu was confused. How did it end up as them trying to rob the students?!
He said in a speechless manner, "Be on guard. There's someone quietly approaching us. I wonder if they're coming after that group of students or us, but the probability of them coming after us is lower."