The sound was somehow even more frightening than the deathly background music overhead.
"Su Nanzhi, what is that in your hand?"
Su Nanzhi shook it again, and it jingled several times.
"It's a wristband, come on, everyone put one on so we don't get separated later."
Gu Juncheng: "???"
Now I know these are wristbands, but I'm damn curious about how you managed to bring them in.
At the entrance, there was a detector gate; it would have detected anything metallic. And seriously, there must be at least six of these interconnected wristbands. I wonder where Su Nanzhi had been hiding them all this time without making a sound.
Su Nanzhi ignored Gu Juncheng's shocked expression, slipping on the first wristband, while Gu Juncheng, for the sake of his own sense of security, put on the third one. Jiang Beiyu glanced at the other students, frightened out of their wits by this turn of events, then at his own bodyguard before heading to the back and patting the big boy in front of him.
