Huang Yawen, who was trapped against the bed, was trembling in fear.
She was afraid. She was really afraid. The instructor in front of her was staring down at her. From time to time, she would glance at her neck as if she was considering… what to use to cut her throat so that she could die faster.
This feeling was too terrifying.
Out of human instinct toward danger, Huang Yawen gave up resisting and cried, "My mistake was that I shouldn't have gone through your backpack, Instructor."
Huang Yawen's voice trembled as she apologized.
She was afraid. She was really afraid now!
Ye Jian smiled coldly. "Very good. I'll accept your apology for now. Who else do you need to apologize to?"
She took a step back and retracted the terrifying killing intent on her body. The oxygen in the space instantly returned, making Huang Yawen feel like she had survived a calamity and came back to life.
"I-I should apologize to the logistics teacher." She panted heavily. Her voice was still trembling.
