They're not getting weak

The unique exam had begun, and everyone had focused their mind on whether they would pass or fail it.

The school placed class C in the stairwell area of the second-year class block. And it was somewhat isolated.

An individual stood on the staircase, ascending higher, while another emerged from the corridor.

Chonglin Mingxia was the woman on the stairs, and Hong Lian was the one who approached her.

"The queen of networking," Chonglin Mingxia said indifferently, her gaze shifting away from Hong Lian.

"Mingxia! No, Miss Mingxia," Hong Lian said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Please forgive me for my recent blunders: beginning with the Boazhai Dayu case. I had no idea how Li Min obtained the termite group. I never imagined they were puppets in her game."