Song Lianhe had never understood what use her special ability was.
Other people who transmigrated into books got amazing skills. If not the Midas touch, then at least they'd get a decent pocket dimension where they could reap what they sow.
Hers, on the other hand, was so high-class: she could see the light of humanity.
Seeing Song Lianhe remain silent, Song Xilan was unconcerned. 'She must be at a loss for words.'
Song Xingfeng glared at her coldly. "Did you hear what your sister said?"
Seeing the halo above Song Xilan's head grow larger and larger, Song Lianhe suddenly remembered—she could also see a villain's aura!
So, she whipped her head around to look at Zhou Cangyan.
Sure enough!
Smoky gray! It was smoky gray!
Unlike the bright halos of the male and female leads, which looked as if they could bring salvation to the world at any moment, a thick, smoky gray fog swirled above Zhou Cangyan's head.
