Knock, knock, knock!
The clown in a suit knocked on the door once more.
It didn't use much force, but everyone living on this floor was a God Hunter, with very good hearing.
Pan Junjie heard the commotion and immediately went to the door, peeping through the peephole.
He saw it, a clown, standing in front of Lin Baici's door.
"Heh heh!"
Pan Junjie chuckled proudly.
If he hadn't disobeyed Gu Qingqiu's instructions to live separately, they would have been the unlucky ones this clown would knock on first!
"And my luck isn't too bad either!"
At the time, Pan Junjie was torn about which side of Lin Baici's room to choose, and he flipped a coin. It seems like he made the right bet again.
"What's going on?"
Everyone gathered around.
"A clown is knocking on the door!"
Pan Junjie stepped aside to let others look through the peephole: "See? Following me wasn't wrong, right?"
