No one could see through Na'er's strength. They only thought she was a kind girl standing up for justice, yet one who might suffer great losses.
However, no one noticed.
Aosile, standing beside Yu Tianheng, was trembling all over. His face had gone deathly pale, and even his lips were quivering.
As he stared at Na'er’s back, his eyes were filled with fear born from the depths of his soul.
That nightmare surfaced in his mind once again, beyond his control.
When Chen Fan had first enrolled, Aosile had been young and hot-blooded. Convinced that Chen Fan belonged to the Crown Prince Party, he had harbored some crooked thoughts and wanted to drive a wedge between Yu Tianheng and Chen Fan.
After the matter was exposed, Chen Fan had not made things particularly difficult for him.
At the time, Aosile had thought it was over.
Chen Fan had forgiven him.
But he had forgotten that Chen Fan had Na'er by his side.
That night, after finishing his training, he returned to the dormitory alone.
At the corner of the hallway, he ran into Na'er.
She had simply stood quietly in the shadows, her purple Eyes fixed on him.
She had not attacked, nor had she even said a harsh word.
She had merely spoken to him in that calm, gentle tone.
"From now on, don't ever set your sights on Fan again."
Osler could no longer remember exactly what had happened that night.
His memories had fractured at that moment.
He only remembered seeming to have had a long, long nightmare.
When he startled awake from it, it was already the next early morning.
He lay in his own bed, soaked as though he had just been pulled from the water.
Instinctively, he touched his thigh.
It was wet.
He