"Jing-Jing! Is it really you? Oh my god, is it really you?" Du Jiahui ran up to Wang Jingyuan and Liu Xiaochen. She looked Wang Jingyuan up and down before throwing her arms around her best friend. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe it!"
"Wait, what? Du Jiahui? Why are you here? How did you get here?" Wang Jingyuan had not recovered from the shock of seeing her best friend in this new world. She transmigrated here after being hit by the truck, but how did Du Jiahui get here? And what was she doing here at the Hero Assembly? As they separated from the hug, she stared at Du Jiahui, who was dressed in a beautiful lavender-colored dress. A matching purple butterfly hairpin decorated her hair, which was done up in a partial-bun fashion. The outfit only accentuated Du Jiahui's natural beauty and femininity, and Wang Jingyuan knew for a fact that her best friend had to be one of the most beautiful women in this world.
