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Inside the campus, the sound of reading was loud and clear. The First Auditorium had begun its horror mode and was also entering its final stage. The Second Hall had just started its harmonious and beautiful mutual flattery stage, and the teachers got along very well with the parents.
In the teaching building opposite these two auditoriums, there was an empty classroom with doors and windows tightly shut. Inside, Wen Xi and Chen Nian sat on the floor. They both woke up from their groggy state almost at the same time due to running out of the potion, and saw a man sitting in front of them.
They were both startled.
This man was tall, deep, and indifferent with a scar on his cheek.
He was looking at them.
He exerted an enormous pressure—because he strongly resembled a cold-blooded, ruthless murderer.
"You are not who I imagined you'd be," Wen Xi, leaning against the cabinet behind her, suddenly said.
