Three Hundred and Nineteen, Night Raid

Luo Shu looked at Luo Shan indifferently, her gaze carrying a trace of coldness as she spoke apathetically, "I don't want to say anything, just go."

After looking at Luo Shu for a long time, Luo Shan finally bit her teeth and turned to walk towards the distance.

Sighing softly, Luo Shu raised her hand and slowly opened her palm, revealing a black insect squirming continuously in her palm. A cold smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Let's consider this an end, shall we? If there's a next time, I will certainly not spare you!" Had she not been able to feel the spiritual energy emanating from the Spiritual Gu, perhaps she might have died cluelessly.

Taking out a porcelain bottle, she placed the Spiritual Gu inside and headed toward the dormitory. Luo Shan couldn't have acquired the Spiritual Gu with her abilities; it must have been Song Xiran's doing once again.

Luo Shan walked out of the campus, approached a black sedan, pulled the door open, and sat down inside.