The Dance Studio was utterly silent. In the dim mirror, the man was the first to regain his composure. He stood in front of the five girls, threatening them viciously.
One of the girls was so frightened that she started crying. The man yanked her to her feet and pointed at her face, saying something. The girl shook her head frantically as soon as she heard him.
Just then, a girl about as tall as Zhang Ya stood up. She walked over to the man of her own accord and began helping him persuade the other girls.
She and the man must have known each other before. Their relationship was clearly complicated. It was even possible that she had planned for him to show up just after the teacher left.
Under the tall girl's persuasion and the man's threats, the girls finally gave in. After discussing things for a few minutes, the man left first.
The five girls went into the changing room to change, then left as well.
The mirror returned to normal, but the atmosphere in the Dance Studio grew more and more oppressive. Chen Ge felt a chill behind him, as if he were leaning against a corpse that had been frozen for a long time.
"That's all?" The mirror had only recorded what had happened in the Dance Studio. Chen Ge didn't know what came after that, but he had a vague feeling that things weren't so simple.
If Zhang Ya had jumped from the fourth floor, she might still have had a chance of survival, as long as she hadn't landed headfirst. There was a good chance she hadn't died right away.
"Red-Clad Specter, consumed by deep resentment. Could that fat guy have killed Zhang Ya while she was still barely alive, afraid that the