"Similar to the person from my memory, do you know how hard I've been looking for you‽" Chen Ge remembered it very clearly. It was a night of heavy rain, and the clock on the phone showed it was 2 am. He was rampaging down the corridors of the abandoned school. When he passed the last classroom, that was the first time that he had encountered the old headmaster. The kind, rotund old man stood at the podium. His eyes met Chen Ge's, and their paths crossed for less than a second. Now, their paths were crossing again at the School of the Afterlife. The old headmaster probably did not expect that brief encounter to be something that would change his life forever.
His scalp turned numb, and a chill crawled down his spine. The figure who stood before Yin Hong's desk slowly turned around. When he saw Chen Ge, his expression was very unnatural.
"You are…"
