"By the way, Xing Jie, have your abilities recovered yet?"
After leaving the scrapyard, they quickly found a route of escape. As they were preparing to scale the wall, Xu Xiangyang remembered this very important matter and hastily asked.
They were currently being tracked, and with Class President's strong and eerie superpower to control others' Evil Spirits, it seemed more than enough to protect the two companions... But with the enemy outnumbering them, unpredictable incidents could still occur.
It was to avoid a situation where they would be overpowered that the cautious group chose to flee. And in such circumstances, if Xing Jie's abilities were restored, the situation would be immediately reversed.
"Um..."
The long-haired girl raised a hand.
She furrowed her delicate brows, a faint muddy stream struggled to wrap around the edges of her slender fingers and palm.
