While Li was deep in thought in his room, he had no idea that someone had set their sights on him again.
As usual, the young girl who delivered metal cards to Li had just left his room when she nearly bumped into someone. However, she was clearly used to such situations and abruptly stopped in her tracks. The temple was not without its so-called thugs and hooligans, and she had encountered extortion before.
She reacted swiftly and did not actually collide with him. Knowing that he would not simply abandon his intentions, she said, "Sorry," then walked straight past him.
But soon, the girl realized that he had not merely happened to want her to bump into him. He was deliberately looking for trouble with her.
When he saw that she had not hit him at all, he immediately reached out and grabbed her wrist. His grip was abnormally strong, as though he intended to crush the bones in her hand. "What are you doing...?"
The girl had barely cried out before freezing. "Lord Brad?"
The man before her looked almost exactly like Brad, though he seemed far gloomier. "Hm? So you know Brad. That makes things easier. You're Buma, aren't you?"
Buma froze for a moment before slowly taking a step back. "Yes, I'm Buma. May I ask who you..."
Watching Buma retreat, Brad said slowly, "My name is Wu. You should know who I am. I'm Brad's older brother, and Ankhseram's new student."
Buma took another step back. In truth, Wu's gaze was terrifying—so terrifying that she could not bear to meet it. Even under his stare, Buma felt like a frog watched by a venomous snake, liable to be swallowed whole at any moment.
Buma did not know why Wu had targeted her, but the malice