Xia Pingzhou thought for a moment.
"Can't say?" the girl in a kimono asked softly.
"Of course I can, but she's eavesdropping in the next room." Xia Pingzhou took a sharp breath, "I can already imagine a terrifying schoolgirl ghost clinging to the wall."
"Forget Jack."
"Alright..." Xia Pingzhou nodded, "Actually, Jack the Ripper told me, she's a little girl who suffered childhood traumas, depressed and lonely, having nightmares every day, hearing terrible sounds coming from Celestial Driver, trembling with fear... She also said, you're her best friend, hoping I won't make you sad, otherwise she'll chop me up to feed the pigs. Indeed, women are the most ruthless."
Just as he finished speaking, the next room resounded with the sound of a scabbard striking the wall again.
In the next moment, cracks appeared on the wall, along with a hole just the size of a scabbard. The head of Stephen Chow on the poster disappeared.
"Look, this person confessed without being hit."
