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The female teacher appearing in the corridor looked to be nearing fifty, dressed in light gray and slightly hunched.
Han Fei realized it was too late to hide; the other party made no sound while walking and silently reached his side.
"Cough cough..."
Covering her chest, the teacher coughed violently as she passed by Han Fei.
As she opened her mouth, Han Fei noticed something was amiss.
This aged female teacher's lips and eyelids were stitched with fine gold thread, while her ears were stuffed with dark, blood-stained clots.
She was aware of Han Fei's presence but did nothing to him, just kept coughing, as if considering Han Fei a bad omen and silently moved aside.
"Li Jingmei?"
This woman, who appeared to be almost fifty, was Li Xun's sister and the most senior teacher at Yimin Private Academy.
"She neither harmed nor helped me, acting as if she saw nothing."