Zhu Qingyue watched with a faint smile as the boy left her and walked down the corridor, gradually disappearing from her sight.
She knew he had gone to seek information.
Xiangyang must have found some clues—clues that could only be triggered by his Spirit Communication Ability. That's why he confidently made a bet with her.
Zhu Qingyue found it interesting. Just as Xiangyang had said, it was like the two of them were competing in their studies. It indeed was a good proposal, which is why she agreed so readily.
Of course, no matter the process, victory would ultimately be hers...
...
...Just kidding.
Is this kind of thing really amusing?
After Xu Xiangyang left the corridor, the lingering smile on the girl's face slowly disappeared, eventually leaving her expressionless.
—Unpleasant, very unpleasant.
In fact, her mood had become incredibly irritable, a feeling of restlessness she couldn't even explain to herself.
Zhu Qingyue lowered her head to look at her palms.