"Haha! You're asking me why I attacked you?"
A man in a full black outfit laughed softly. His face was hidden by his black top hat. They could clearly hear the contempt in his voice toward Lin Sanjiu's question.
"If five teams have to vie for the same set of books, don't you think fighting is inevitable?" When the man with the top hat spoke, his white, narrow chin seemed to grow sharper. Lin Sanjiu stared at his lower jaw, his only facial feature which was exposed, and sighed inwardly. She stabilized her higher consciousness which had become chaotic after that sudden attack. She had no chance of dodging that previous unexpected attack.
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