Ma Zhihao's reaction left the whole class bewildered; everyone gazed at him in astonishment.
What was he doing?
The teacher's face darkened as he stared sternly at Ma Zhihao, "Ma Zhihao, what are you making a fuss about?"
The voice from before sent shivers down Ma Zhihao's spine!
It was really clear, resonating in his mind…
Swiftly, Ma Zhihao turned around and glared viciously at Tang Huai.
Tang Huai was sharp as ever; her expression was no different from the rest of the classmates.
They were all confused and strangely staring at Ma Zhihao, with an expression that screamed, 'Has this student lost his mind?'
Ma Zhihao pointed at Tang Huai, his lips twitching for a long time as he shouted in his mind: It's her! It's this woman who is playing tricks like a demon!
But, for some reason, he just couldn't speak.
A scorpion's mechanical cold voice appeared in his head again, "If I make you unable to speak, then you can't speak. Does this feeling not remind you of sleep paralysis?"
