The witch walked straight toward the three guests.
Her loose hair seemed to be held by an invisible hand, naturally lifting behind her and gathering into a side ponytail that hung beside her right ear, revealing her long, fair neck.
With just a simple little spell, she transformed the air she had carried moments ago—that of a cult leader—into that of the pretty older girl next door. It was quite a sight.
"Ha, there's an old acquaintance here too!" Colmar circled behind the bar, poured herself a glass of ice water, and looked at Zheng Qing with interest. "So, you've decided to pursue me, right? ...Although you aren't Lei Zhe yet, as the World of the Great Arcana, you do meet my requirements."
The men and women who had been gathered in the hall all turned their heads, craning their necks to look at Zheng Qing.
The young publicly funded student's lips trembled. He felt as though his head was about to explode.
The last time he had greeted this senior student in the Student Union office, he had already felt that they weren't on the same wavelength. He had never expected things to get even worse this time—if he had known the client was this senior student, he never would have agreed to let Dr. Xiao take down that notice.
Thinking of this, he shot Xiao Xiao an increasingly irritated look.
But to his surprise, his two companions were looking at him as though he were human trash.
"What kind of expressions are those?" Zheng Qing was on the verge of losing it.
"You know." Xiao Xiao expressed his thoughts with a succinct answer.
XIN Fatty was far more direct. "So, there are three people we can be sure of now, right? Class Monitor Jiang, Miss Jones... and this