The rustling sound of flipping books is hiding in it, and the whispers are hidden in it.

The sun shines through the doors and windows, and occasionally some steps move, and the tiny dust floats and floats, as if it is the stars at night.

"Do you know? When facing the reality of suffering, many people choose to escape because they are unwilling to believe in the cruelty of the facts. Once a lucky person appears in their hearts, it will become their weakness and reason."

Ammanta flipped the pages and murmured to himself in the sound of sand.

"Maybe they all understand, but they dare not face this result. Some want to resist but are powerless, some are lucky but nervous, and some are firmly determined to be the result they believe, and I choose to face the worst result."

People are always confused by the complexity of contradictions.

"Thank you for paying attention to my expectations, but unfortunately I may not have the ability you imagined." Xia Lan said calmly.

"A person who fell into the water will strive to grasp everything that can save them, even if it is a dead grass." Ammanta smiled and laughed at himself.

After closing the books and putting them back on the bookshelf, Xia Lan walked to a remote corner of the bookshelf like looking for other books shelves.

Ammanta followed like a shadow, and he had his own way to prevent the surveillance from being suspicious.

"What's your solution?"

Faced with the trouble of being unable to get rid of it, Xia Lan pretended to search for books and asked.

"Did you agree?" Ammanta kept smiling.

"I don't guarantee your safety."

"An accident will inevitably occur on the road to escape death."

"What's your solution?"

"What about your abilities?"

"They are not my opponents."

As he said that, Xia Lan casually glanced at the surveillance college student.

Ammanta nodded and said, "Can you solve them without making a sound?"

Xia Lan said: "That depends on the situation."

"What if they were all by your side?"

"Can."

After hearing this, Ammanta said with a little satisfaction: "I will pretend to be sick later. I think they will definitely come forward to check it out. Then you will solve them and may be able to escape smoothly after changing into their clothes."

Xia Lan frowned and said in a low voice: "Please forgive my offense. Maybe your method will make people feel bad."

Ammanta lowered his head and closed the book and said, "Does it look stupid? But in fact, the simpler the method, the easier it is to achieve the goal, and the results vary from person to person."

"What should they do?"

They, the other nobles in prison.

It is not a problem to simply put down those surveillance students, but the problem is that those nobles will likely become the focus of failure.

"Don't worry, I have a way." Ammanta said in his chest: "I know them, and I believe in the ability to settle them."

"However, it is really hard to see a college student of your age." Xia Lan shook her head and said.

Ammanta knew what he meant. Even if the method was successful, his appearance became the key to failure if he pretended to be a college student.

"Everything has a turning point, it's just about grasping it." Ammanta said with an optimistic tone.

"Then, I believe your good luck will bring you success." Xia Lan said.

Ammanta did not answer, and his figure began to gradually leave Xialan, in the direction of the other nobles.

He started to act.

An older person, especially those who have been in the circle of nobles for many years, has enough performance to deceive, which is also an important ability for them to survive.

Intrigue, if they do not have enough wisdom, they are not worthy of becoming a qualified noble.

The corners of his eyes turned toward Ammanta, and his negotiations seemed to be smooth, because he saw approval in the faces of every noble who was negotiated.

What did he say? He didn't know, he only focused on the results.

The unsuspecting figure is like a confused and wandering flying insect, each place is like the end point, and each place is short-lived.

When he finished all his stops, his life seemed to have reached the end and fell down with a bang. His heavy body swayed and dust flew, so suddenly.

Tsk, he is worthy of being a nobleman who is born with talent for acting.

Xia Lan thought to herself, but her expression changed color in an instant, and he had to cooperate with the drama.

Ammanta's sudden fall attracted the attention of the surrounding area. The noble who had already colluded quickly helped Ammanta up on the ground and shouted anxiously: "Master Shijue! Master Shijue!"

Seeing Ammanta silent, the nobleman immediately looked at the surveillance student angrily and said, "What have you done to Lord Ammanta?"

Such naked blood-smelling made the five surveillance college students in the room immediately speed up their pace.

"Back back! Back back all!"

Several college students pointed their swords at the noble who was surrounding them and scolded loudly. One of the college students looked forward with a serious expression and looked at the noble who was holding Ammanta in front of them and said, "What's going on?"

"Did you have eyes just to not be blind?" The nobleman said angrily: "Mr. Ammanta is dead!"

"What? Dead?"

As soon as the nobleman said, everyone immediately focused their attention on Ammanta and stood in a daze.

But Xia Lan did not, because the opportunity he created appeared.

Xia Lan, who was pointed at by the sword, moved her feet and quickly slashed towards the other party's neck as the other party's eyes shifted.

He did not react at all to the other party. His figure was running through at a rapid speed, and his hand knife fell to the neck of every surveillance member with great accuracy and fainted.

The nobles watching seemed to have their eyes dazzled, and the college student who was shining with swords and powerful force in front of him had already fallen to the ground.

"Mr. Ammanta, time is tight, please change your clothes quickly."

Xia Lan selected a college student who matched his figure and said.

Ammanta opened his eyes, shook his head and stood up and looked at him, saying, "It's really surprising."

Then he turned to the noble beside him and said, "You have selected a few people to exchange them with their clothes. If you encounter a patrol, you can pass it over for the time being."

Time passed slowly, Xia Lan tidied up her clothes, held the sword in her hand, and looked in front of her.

The college students who fainted had been replaced by noble clothes and fiddled with their heads down, while the other nobles who had replaced the college students' clothing were pretending to be surveillance with their backs facing the door.

"Don't worry, they will cover up here for us." Ammanta, who had changed into clothes, came to Xia Lan and whispered: "So don't worry that they will follow us."

"Will they give up the opportunity to escape?" Xia Lan asked in a low voice.

"Haha--" Ammanta chuckled and said, "They will not disagree under reasonable conditions, and I have the confidence to let them comply."

Xia Lan nodded and said, "No further ado, I think we will leave now."

"Wait for me a while, I need to make some explanations with them." Ammanta said.

When she walked to the door, Xia Lan looked out the door carefully and quickly retracted.

There are many college students who are patrolling mobile in the corridor outside the door. How to deceive them may be a big problem.

After talking to the noble, Ammanta came to him and asked quietly, "What happened?"

"There are people in the corridor. If it were me alone, I'm afraid it would be fine, but--" Xia Lan looked at him and said in a hesitant tone.

"I have thought about this, and there is only one way to avoid being recognized."

Ammanta sighed helplessly, looked at Xia Lan with confusion and said, "If I make my face so that no one can recognize me, I'm afraid there is only one way now."

"What's the solution?"

"If I beat my face to a bruised nose, I think it would be a good idea."

When Xia Lan heard his words, she couldn't help but smile. This was indeed a good idea.

Ammanta smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I hope you have a way to make me less painful."

"Have they explained it?" Xia Lan glanced at the nobles and said.

"Don't worry, you can say everything you need to say." Ammanta said.

"So, offended."

After a short while, if Ammanta's face was not carefully observed enough, even the person closest to him would not know who he was.

The eyes were blue and black, the corners of the mouth were red and swollen, and the cheeks were swollen.

No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel ridiculous. He could even hear the laughter that the nobles in the distance could not help but leak.

"Let's go, now I am a student who was beaten up when I had conflicts with the nobles. Our purpose is to treat, and you are the one who helps me."

In order to escape his life, Ammanta had no intention of staying here.

Xia Lan nodded, and slowly walked out the door with his shoulders on his back.

When he was brought, he had already remembered the route in and out in his mind. This was the highest level of the building. The path to the exit could not avoid troubles and accidents, and he could only pray for a smooth journey.

Perhaps jumping from the window of the room and running away was a good choice, but on the way he had already found that the building was full of patrol and surveillance students everywhere, as if this place had become a tight prison.
To be continued...