Little Cabbage had always been thick-skinned. Very few things could catch her attention. Take He Lan Nana's obviously story-filled past, for example—she hadn't shown the slightest interest.
Who in this world didn't have a story? Was yours a story while mine was just a joke?
In her eyes, as long as she ate well and slept well, nothing else mattered!
But even someone as thick-skinned as her had to take certain things seriously—like the major matter of someone dying.
"How could this happen?"
The moment they saw the corpse, everyone from Starry Sky Academy wore expressions of utter disbelief!
Little Cabbage had just said that someone had died here. Everyone, including Ars, had found it laughable. This was a trial watched over by top experts—how could they possibly allow a student to die here?
In this kind of invitational trial, if anything happened to a student from any academy, the organizers would bear enormous responsibility. Besides, no student would dare make a move in a setting like this. Once something happened, the higher-ups of Bronze Academy would personally apprehend the culprit and demand an explanation. Even Divine Arcana Academy, notorious for protecting its own, would be unable to stop them!
Yet the situation before them had indeed shattered their understanding.
That slender build, the exquisite ink-black uniform, and that handsome, sinister face all proved his identity. He was Nightshade Academy's number-one assassin: Bi Dong. Remnant Color!
"One strike, fatal."
Tula crouched down and carefully examined the wound. It was a needle hole finer than a pore, so tiny that ordinary people could not even see it with the naked eye. If not for the trace of viscous blood, it would have been impossible to find for a while.
"It should have been a weapon like an Ice Thorn. It instantly