A dirty robe was pulled off and rolled into a ball before being forcefully thrown into the corner. Then, Donna tiptoed toward the bed, silently like a cat, leaned her body to the side, lay down, and pulled the quilt over herself.
"Hoo—Hoo—"
The sound of light snores indicating deep sleep emanated from her nasal cavity, as Donna swiftly transformed from a scheming Nightwalker into an ordinary sleeping student in a very short time.
The entire process was seamless and took only a few seconds, a frightening level of skill, likely honed through countless repetitions.
At that moment, a "creak" sounded, and the dormitory door opened as a figure stepped in wearing a pale blue robe—the same person who visited Ma Qiu's dormitory not long ago.
The figure strode with unapologetic "tap tap tap" footsteps, and stopped at the bedside, quietly watching the "sleeping" Donna.
Donna lay motionless on the bed, trying her best to pretend to be asleep.
"Hoo—Hoo—"
