The first class on Monday morning is Magic Spell.
Zheng Qing didn't wait for his black gemstone cat all night, feeling like his heart was scratched by a cat. After the early class, he couldn't wait to rush to the classroom and ask Jiang Yu if her White Jade Cat had returned.
But until the class bell rang, the witch leisurely strolled into the classroom, not even glancing at him. Li Meng, trailing behind Jiang Yu, made a face at him.
The deja vu moment gave Zheng Qing a pang of ominous premonition.
Soon, he recalled that after being taken by Thomas some days ago to have his flesh sliced and blood drawn, he tried to hide this from Jiang Yu; as a result, he hadn't seen the witch's face for quite some time.
At that time, the 'killing intent' she radiated was just like the feeling she gave him today when she entered the classroom.
He wasn't the only one sensitive to this aura.
"What mistake did you make again?"
