An Ning couldn't figure out Tao Quan.
She was leaning on her crutch, and before she could even turn, she heard him speak.
"I can't do that. I haven't gotten her permission yet."
A chorus of impressed gasps rose from the girls at Tao Quan's rejection.
They envied the person he spoke of, captivated by his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.
An Ning stopped walking. 'This is the first time I've felt a real sense of crisis.'
'Tao Quan is too good at manipulating people.'
She slipped away quietly, planning to contact Yin San and have him investigate Tao Quan.
An Ning didn't like letting a threat grow. She preferred to nip it in the bud.
In the middle of the crowd, Tao Quan casually turned and urged everyone to disperse so they wouldn't block other students.
In less than a second, Tao Quan had already withdrawn his gaze from An Ning. She was too perceptive; he couldn't look for long.
