At the break of dawn, all was quiet. When Qin Fan returned to Jinling University, only a faint glimmer of light colored the horizon. He didn't head straight back to the dormitory. Instead, he ran toward the mountain behind the school.
Deep within the tranquil bamboo forest, he spread his Divine Sense to cover the entire grove. He was about to sit cross-legged but stopped with a frown. The ground was littered with used condoms. Even women's bras and underwear were scattered about. This trash had tainted the otherwise fresh air with an intangible, foul odor.
Is this for the thrill of doing it outdoors, or are they just desperate? Or maybe they just can't afford the hundred or so for a hotel room? Qin Fan thought with a bitter smile, shaking his head.
With a wave of his hand—SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!—the area for dozens of meters around him was instantly spotless.
