A crowd filled with fear and unease gathered around the pool in the villa's courtyard, most of them students. Many of the girls had already burst into tears, hiding and sobbing quietly.
These were all young adults, peers of He Shasha's. No matter how brave and rebellious they seemed, the death of real-life created a distinctly different terror.
On the clear surface of the pool, He Jinlan's grotesquely contorted face floated, her eyes wide open in death. Her long hair rippled with the waves of the water, adding to the eeriness of the scene.
As Nan Fei and Huo Beijiang arrived, the first sight they laid their eyes on was this deeply disturbing spectacle. Nan Fei's legs nearly gave way beneath her as she quickly clung onto Huo Beijiang to prevent herself from collapsing.
Even though Ning Di had confirmed the news earlier, seeing it for herself still made her tremble with shock.
She had never imagined that He Jinlan could die.
