With lips moving in a way that no one else could see and a voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "Help me, help me..."

Xiao Yeyu, whose arm was being pulled by the female beside him, moved to the side with a look of disgust.

When she lost the sensation in her hand, Pu Yueling felt even more panicked, as if she had lost her lifeline.

She pulled harder, and the next second, the feathers on Xiao Yeyu's arm that she had torn off suddenly bristled.

She just suddenly ripped off a tuft of feather!

Xiao Yeyu took a deep breath and suddenly moved a long distance to the other side.

Unable to touch the male beside her, Pu Yueling glared at him angrily.

Realizing that the other orcs in the classroom were still waiting for her answer, her expression changed instantly.

Then, an embarrassed blush appeared on her face.

"hehe……"

She put on a pitiful look: "Beast Master, I..."

Just as she was about to speak, the orc in front of her secretly leaned back and told her the answer: "123".

Pu Yueling, who was halfway through her sentence, immediately changed her tone and replied, "I think the answer is 123."

"Hmm." The beastmaster nodded. "Not bad."

Upon hearing this, the other two orcs who had stood up simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

The arithmetician continued, "As for the process, Pu Yueling, please explain how you arrived at the result."

"Ah...ah?"

Pu Yueling, who was about to sit down, slowly stood up again.

"The...process?"

She bit her lower lip and glanced at the beastmen in the school who were giving her approving looks.

His gaze returned to the orc in front of him.

Secretly, I nudged him with my foot and whispered a reminder: "The answer..."