"Speaking of suicide again."
"Sorry."
During their conversation, someone gently opened the door, peeking through the crack with a somewhat playful tilt of the head.
She lifted her clear gaze from the vocabulary book, brushing the hair from beside her ear with a hand, curiously sizing up the two people.
Such a pure and intellectual face, coupled with girlish playfulness, would be a feast for the eyes to anyone else, likely to leave them staring in place.
But in Shi Neian's eyes, this scene, combined with the Superhuman panel that popped up, kinda felt like a horror movie scene when a ghostly face suddenly appears.
[Name: Bai Qiuwu]
[Code Name: Black Wukong]
[Danger Rating: A-level]
What the hell is this... Senior Hui Jin, didn't you say she was an intellectual big sister? Why does it seem different, like the kind who'd sit on a cloud with a stick to knock people in the middle of the night?
