C95 The Composer South Branch

"There's no need." Yem Xi casually finished her last mouthful of rice and stood up to leave with the plate.

Pu Xiaoxia and Wang Jiao followed her.

Jiang Shuyao stood in her original position. The surrounding students turned their heads to look at her in twos and threes. She sniffed, and a line of tears flowed down the corner of her eyes as if she had suffered a great grievance