At the deepest level of Wang Donger's heart, the suggestion that Huo Yuhao move out of the dormitory seemed to tug at an invisible string in her subconscious.
It was an instinctive resistance rooted in the original trajectory of fate.
Her lips parted, and she subconsciously wanted to refuse.
Yet for some reason, when those words came from Jiang Chuan, an irresistible sense of compliance immediately surged within her, while a voice in her mind frantically urged her to agree at once.
On one side was an inexplicable resistance; on the other, unreserved trust.
The two utterly different emotions tugged fiercely at the depths of her mind, leaving this young girl, who had only just revealed her true gender, somewhat at a loss.
But on second thought, Jiang Chuan was not only someone she trusted immensely, but also the current Sect Master of the Tang Sect.
Surely he would not harm her over something like this.
Besides, she really was a genuine girl.
Living under the same roof with a boy whose background she knew nothing about for a long time
was indeed highly inconvenient.
In the end, Wang Donger nodded. Without any objection, she meekly agreed to the proposal.
And so, the child of destiny who constantly reminded everyone in his heart that he was an orphan with a tragic past
somehow lost his original bed, becoming a truly homeless orphan.
When Huo Yuhao stood alone before the door of the newly assigned dormitory at the academy's logistics office, clutching his pitifully small bundle of bedding, he felt utterly miserable.
When he pushed open the door, his new roommate was a burly, round-faced bald man with white socks on his feet and a full beard across his face.
Seeing his new roommate move in, the burly man immediately revealed