31 Trapped Students, Grade 12, Class 6?

When John said this, he wasn't sure either.

No matter how talented a sophomore was, he was only a second-grade fighter.

Moreover, these students' combat experience was far less than theirs. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that they were a burden.

While they chatted, steady footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor.

"The three of you, what are you hiding here for?"

Andrew took the initiative to greet the trio.

The bearded warrior was shocked.

When did he come upstairs?

They had just spoken for a few seconds, but this kid was actually so fast?

"Shh, be quiet."

John stood up and reminded him.

Only then did Andrew react. This was the wilderness, and there was danger lurking everywhere. If he was too loud, he might become a target.

With his current strength, he did not have the confidence to resist a sniper's attack.

"Why are you here?" John asked first.