In the corridor of the student dormitory, Ming Shuiyun leaned on the railing, staring blankly in the direction of the Platinum Tower.
That night was filled with explosions and battles, and naturally, the dormitory section could hear the commotion. Ming Shuiyun knew there was a fierce battle at the Platinum Tower, and she even considered whether she should go over, even just to take a look, rather than staying in the dormitory waiting for news. After all, Qin Leyin was risking life and death for her sake, how could she sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labors?
However, just as she stepped out of the dormitory, she saw someone guarding below.
With long black braided hair and holding a long knife, the man named Niruo was sitting quietly on the grass in front of the dormitory, gently caressing the blade. When Ming Shuiyun came out, she felt herself being locked by a terrifying killing intent, rendering her unable to move.
