"Teacher Ruan, what are you doing?"
Su He's surprised voice pulled the aunt back to reality.
She was just about to turn around when everything went black, and she collapsed onto the sofa.
Su He looked at Chuzheng in horror: "You... you... kill... kill..."
"Not dead, don't worry." Chuzheng dropped the wooden stick in her hand, her chilling gaze falling on Su He: "Killing is illegal."
Su He: "..."
Su He glanced at the aunt who was still breathing, then at the cold-faced Chuzheng. A chill surged from his feet to his forehead, making him turn and run back to his room.
Her whole body was covered in goosebumps.
Su He never expected Chuzheng would directly knock someone out.
She took deep breaths, and only after a while did she calm down.
Su He waited for a bit, then cautiously opened the door and peeked outside.
No one was in the living room.
Su He listened intently, then opened the door and went out.
The aunt was gone, and so was Chuzheng.
