Night, midnight.
The moon was obscured by dark clouds, with no stars in sight. The night sky was pitch-black.
The night wind was bitter, howling past as the leaves in the campus trees crackled, as though tugged by some invisible force in the darkness. It sent chills down one's spine.
The campus, full of vitality and bustle during the day, was now completely deserted. Even the Repeat Class students had all left their classrooms.
All the streetlights were out. With the clouds blocking the sky, only an extremely faint moonlight filtered through and fell upon the school field, making it seem even more desolate.
At this hour, people were either at home enjoying warmth and peace, or fighting through the night at lively barbecue stalls.
Yet at that moment, a figure nimbly vaulted over the school field's east gate.
After landing, Chai Wei tightened his black coat and pulled his hood over his head.
He gazed across the vast grounds, feeling the chill brought by the night wind. He took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with unmatched confidence as he declared, "A dark and windy night—the perfect night for murder!"
But Chai Wei had not come to kill tonight. He had come only for revenge! He stepped forward, hiding his face beneath his hood as he made his way toward the teaching building.
Chai Wei recalled a rumor he had once heard. Supposedly, many schools were built over cemeteries, using the vitality of students to suppress evil spirits.
If others heard such a terrifying rumor and found themselves in a school late at night, they would surely be scared out of their wits. But Chai Wei was utterly fearless.
So what if there are ghosts? They'd still have to give me some respect!
Bathed in darkness, Chai Wei looked