"Is there something behind me?"
Feng Yuhuai looked suspiciously at [Mask], her brow slightly furrowed, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the edge of her clothes.
Her gaze lingered for a moment on the sinister smile of [Mask], causing an inexplicable tremor in her heart. Instinctively, she started to turn to check the pipes behind her.
Feng Yuhuai's neck just turned to a 15-degree angle when [Mask]'s whisper slithered into her ear like a venomous snake:
"Nothing, just a few sneaky rats... and a father who arrives fashionably late?"
Feng Yuhuai's body instantly turned into a statue, her facial features frozen as if in ice, and even her breath stopped.
"Boom—"
The blinding white light devoured everything, and the scorching shockwave roared like a furious tide.
