"My Concealing Skill, are you quite curious and eager to learn it?" Qi Shanye suddenly asked.
"Of course."
Upon hearing this, Xu Jin felt some excitement, for who wouldn't want to learn Qi Shanye's ability to come and go without a trace?
Back when he was a student, after watching many movies and novels, he had harbored such thoughts—wouldn't it be wonderful if he could become invisible and pass through walls?
Then he wouldn't have had to complete homework; he could just have turned invisible, copied it from his schoolmates, and returned.
He wouldn't have been afraid of exams either.
The night before an exam, he could just have run into the female teacher's room and sneak a peek at the test paper first—wouldn't he have ranked first then?
With such a skill, wouldn't he have been able to put some laxatives in the tea cup of those teachers who loved holding long classes?
With such a skill, he must have added something to the school leaders' tea before every flag-raising ceremony.
