On Li Xuanbing's forehead, there actually loomed a mass of black, malevolent energy!
Huo Sining was startled and turned to grab Feng Yang's arm, only to discover that Feng Yang's forehead was also covered in a dark cloud.
Huo Sining realized something was wrong. Could there really be such a thing as a curse from an evil spirit in this world?
Unable to make heads or tails of it, Huo Sining's mind was in disarray. When she returned to her dorm, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The next morning, just when everyone thought Professor Xie was just putting on an act, Feng Yang and Li Xuanbing came out, one with a bruised and swollen face, the other limping.
Huo Sining's eyes twitched as she quickly asked, "What happened to you both?"
"While brushing my teeth in the morning, the chandelier hanging above fell on my head."
"Last night, I fell off the bed while sleeping."
