Fear belonged to Han Bingjiang, but the surprise was shared by Song Haoran and Song Ying.
Along the way, the two of them had learned what had happened from White-clothed Qiao An—the matter of the ring and the matter of leaping between different spacetime dimensions.
At first, Song Haoran and Song Ying had only assumed that there were two Qiao Ans here: Hoodie Qiao An and White-clothed Qiao An. But at this moment, a third Qiao An had clearly appeared before them—and this Qiao An was even with Luo Qiu!
Perhaps because White-clothed Qiao An had caught up and the Qiao An beside Luo Qiu had also arrived, Hoodie Qiao An's attention had been diverted. This gave the extremely tense Han Bingjiang an opportunity. He pushed away the arm Hoodie Qiao An was holding the fork with, then slammed his forehead viciously into her face.
The attack worked, and Han Bingjiang immediately broke free from Hoodie Qiao An's grasp.
But Hoodie Qiao An quickly stood up. This time, she did not move. She merely frowned and looked to either side. As for Han Bingjiang, he pressed his body against the passageway wall in terror while looking left and right—and straight ahead as well.
Three Qiao Ans. There were three Qiao Ans before his eyes. The sheer amount of information Han Bingjiang had received in that instant nearly overwhelmed his mind.
His face was pale, and he felt as though his vision was swimming. Yet after rubbing his eyes hard, everything remained the same. He muttered, "Crazy... This is crazy!"
"Which one are you?" Hoodie Qiao An did not immediately pay attention to Han Bingjiang. Instead, she looked at the checkered-shirt Qiao An beside Luo Qiu and asked in confusion, "How can there be another one?"
The Qiao An beside Luo