The white shadow raised its chin.
The frost-born, snow-dancing face abruptly appeared before Qin Wenrou - who else could possess such captivating beauty but Qin Xin?
Qin Wenrou's breath hitched, her heart nearly stopped.
"I... I don't know..."
Her pupils contracted sharply, emitting a rasping and broken response.
The white shadow advanced a step towards her, revealing blood-stained, tattered school uniform beneath the white mourning clothes: "Hah, don't tell me you had the brains to outsmart me!"
Even without any defenses back then, she would not easily fall into a trap set by someone as insignificant as Qin Wenrou.
Unless there was someone more capable guiding her from behind.
Killing someone like Qin Wenrou was easy, but drawing out the mastermind behind, not as easy.
