As the members of the Special Sixth Class departed into the distance, Xu Xiaoyou's tense mind relaxed.
Unexpectedly, even though she had already altered Bai Zhou's memory, he almost recognized her. Should she say that the sensory perception of someone at the Fourth Tier is indeed keen?
If they knew that the Cleaner of the Light Prism Tier appointed by the association was actually just someone who had barely reached the cusp of the Three Tier, what kind of expressions would they show?
Xu Xiaoyou shook her head. She had no time to think about these matters for now; the whispers from the Heart of Desire were about to explode next to her ear. She could almost be certain that Anya was nearby in the courtyard at that moment.
Through the abnormally flashing character card, she judged that Anya had once again lost her rationality and somehow concealed her aura. With the members of the Special Sixth Class nearby, she had to find Anya, this ticking time bomb, before it exploded.
