The class was about to start, but her phone was out of battery. She did not know how to contact Emma, and she was not replying to Leslie's messages either. As Xian came in, Hani instantly jumped him.
"Have you made any contact with Emma?" She grabbed onto his sleeve with a worried look on her face, desperate.
"No, sorry." Xian shrugged and sat down on his sheath. Unlike the rest, he was not that fussed over it. He himself, having been in close contact with many heroes in the past, knew this was a common occurrence. Things happen, and he was not near enough to care. The only thing he knew was that no one was dead, and that was all the information that mattered to him.
