Shanming University of Finance and Economics, the scene of an old case, had once again been shrouded in a veil of terror eighteen years later.
And those who had personally brought it about had once been deeply entangled with that murder case.
What had happened in the past was still continuing today.
It had spread from one person to two, expanding until it harmed even more innocent people.
"We aren't innocent..."
The third group had arrived. Luo Xian stood in the torrential rain, the fierce wind stirring her brim and Hair Strands, revealing a face beautiful enough to make anyone's heart race.
Bai Huaiguang's face remained deathly pale. White hair, white brows, white skin—filled with worry, he stood beside the person closest to him.
Hearing this, he turned back to look at Luo Xian with a complicated expression before finally lowering his head in silence.
Branch No. 6 had already done enough. One could even say they had helped all the staff escape a catastrophic disaster.
Under the control of the Nightmare Sin Item, Branch No. 8 had been reconstructed in the form of a dream. Heavenly Sea's remaining rules still held absolute control over the eight remaining ghosts.
Luo Xian had naturally become the true controller of Branch No. 8, yet she still decided to rush to Shanming University of Finance and Economics without pause.
Whether it was Tianming Bridge or the university, Branch No. 6 had every reason not to get involved. After all, even if they did nothing, others would handle these matters.
Bai Huaiguang could understand fighting for Tianming Bridge's reconstruction in order to seize control of Branch No. 8. But coming to the university now had changed how he felt.
Because he did not understand why Luo Xian repeatedly disregarded the actual casualties and circumstances