"Could it be the one without a name on the register?" Curly Hair said.
Xu Xingcheng looked at the peeled egg: "No name and no face, the style is indeed consistent."
Curly Hair was puzzled: "Since she's still hanging here, it means she's not dead, but why have I never seen this person? Among the surviving female players, none have a figure that matches hers."
The faceless woman in the painting had a slender figure and wore a dreamy pink-blue dress, making it easy to remember if you'd seen it.
"When we find Jing, ask her if she knows this woman. She's been here longer and has seen more people. Also, let her know she was selected as an excellent school alum." Gu Mian withdrew his gaze.
"'The good news is you're selected as an excellent school alum, the bad news is this might not be a good thing'—is that how you plan to tell her?" Xu Xingcheng pinched his voice to mimic Gu Mian.
