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After dropping that line, she hurriedly turned and fled towards the direction of the laboratory building, not daring to glance back at the figure even once. The one to run out even faster was the girl who had just darted out of the restroom.
No one was foolish enough to ask again, "Mister, who are you? What are you doing here?", especially not after just hearing the horrific story shared by Sun Xiaofang.
Several seconds later, after being alerted, Sun Xiaofang, clutching her head, caught up with her companions, her face as pale as death.
They had come to the restroom in a group and soon fled in a group as well, not daring to return to the classroom and instead sprinting directly towards the school gates.
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"...huff."
Xu Xiangyang opened his eyes.
The last scene he had seen during his spiritual perception was that of the girl named Sun Xiaofang, her hair seized by the tall, lean figure behind her.
