Zheng Qing tilted his head, dodging the Fat Wizard's two thumb-sized thumbs. The first thought that popped into his mind was that Xiao Xiao had sold him out. Instinctively, he turned to look at the short Warlock next to him.
"It wasn't me, don't look at me."
Xiao Xiao was eagerly scribbling into his black-skinned notebook. Sensing Zheng Qing's gaze, he denied with three consecutive answers, without even raising his head: "I just got here, know nothing about it…"
Zheng Qing's suspicious gaze shifted to the other side, towards the Fat Wizard, with a hint of inquiry: "So how did you find out about this? I haven't told anyone yet..."
"It's not the Doctor, don't blame an innocent man!"
The Fat Wizard patted his chest with a righteous stance and pointed with his chin: "It's Li Meng; she can't wait for everyone in the class to know her cousin is graduating early… I think she's happier than receiving gifts during the New Year."
Zheng Qing was suddenly enlightened.
