The young woman walked with grace and determination, her long hair swishing in the air as she walked through the university's paths. All Chan Lee could do was follow the woman, Ning Bi.
She was one of the people in Zhao's group of friends—oftentimes, well a bit recently rather, she'd been giving her cold stares. It was enough to send shudders through her spine.
Now that she could hear her heartbeat slow down, she stared at the girl's back. Could she possibly know about Zhao's secret?
They'd really get themselves into trouble if Ning Bi realizes that not only did Hua Zhao hide something from her, that there were also spirits. It still gave Chan Lee a headache.
Not only were the cultivators, spirits and—
The sound of cackling rang into her ears.
"Chan Lee?" Ning Bi's voice was flat but it managed to pull her attention away. "What are you freezing there for? Do you really have no interest in hearing what they'll talk about?"
