Lei Hu was just about to answer.
Chu Ping gently nudged him with his elbow.
"The Marquis is not here, Your Highness, so we'll take our leave now," Chu Ping said with a cheerful smile, pulling Lei Hu and leaving along the path.
Bai Zhi'er watched them leave before returning to join her classmates.
Including the fresh flowers gathered earlier, Bai Zhi'er and her group had collected twenty-six different kinds of mountain vegetation.
Everyone thought they would lose for sure.
But Bai Zhi'er did a divination, and they would definitely win!
She reassured everyone, saying, "We will win, don't worry!"
When Group A returned, Mo Yanchi briefly counted their numbers.
Sure enough.
Group A had only twelve varieties.
The students in Group B were extremely surprised.
"Twelve types? Even with eyes closed, you wouldn't find so few!"
"Right, I thought they would surely win."
Mo Yanchi was also puzzled.
