Enduring Discrimination
Swift as the wind.
It had no eyes, but in that moment, the snake moved with surprising agility—though it still missed.
Fu Qian moved almost in sync with it, but in the exact opposite direction.
Even though Liu Shuang had been startled, she didn't step back, and the distance between her and the snake's head stayed the same.
Of course, that brought the snake's head closer to Professor Lisha.
The lunge came up empty, and that earlier blankness returned.
But this time, it recovered much faster. The snake's head immediately seemed to spot a new target and whipped toward Lisha, its tail lashing like a divine dragon's.
Of course, Professor Fu once again sidestepped, and the snake's targeting system remained remarkably consistent, leaving it empty-handed yet again.
"What on earth is this thing? It's disgusting!"
Professor Lisha wasn't nearly as easygoing as Ji Liushuang. She stared at the box with undisguised revulsion.
Fair enough.
In theory, once this thing had regained its true form, it should have been about this size. But Fu Qian was sure that even if Professor Lisha really did that, she'd look far more attractive than this.
"Not just disgusting on the outside. It's ugly on the inside, too."
Holding the box, Fu Qian offered his assessment without the slightest politeness.
After two failed attacks, the snake's head seemed shrouded in utter confusion. It swayed from side to side, but made no further move.
"What do you mean?"
Though Professor Fu had backed her up, Lisha couldn't help being puzzled by his choice of words.
"Double standards."
Fu Qian gave a cold laugh, his voice thick with indignation.
"Liu Shuang, you, me—we have three people here, and I'm the closest one. So what does it mean to attack twice and then stop? Is it