"Thank you." Li Qing slightly bowed, "Mentor Zhuang Xu, I'll take my leave now."
"Mm."
Li Qing turned around to leave, and as he pushed open the library door, Zhuang Xu's ethereal voice reached him.
"One more thing, please return the borrowed books before the second class, otherwise you'll be watched~"
Li Qing's heart tightened, "I understand, thank you for the reminder."
After swiftly leaving the library and returning safely to the safe house, Li Qing finally let out a long sigh.
It was really too oppressive.
Although from his demeanor, Zhuang Xu seemed to be exuding great goodwill, only Li Qing, facing Zhuang Xu in person, knew what kind of pressure he was enduring at that moment.
The implication in the other party's gaze was entirely viewing him as an interesting toy.
A very intriguing look; at least in Li Qing's thirty years of life, he had never been gazed at in such a way.
