"I..." the Impersonator began.
"You dropped your Student ID. Good thing I picked it up, or you'd be dead!" Mu Daxian's voice carried a strange, uncanny spell as he spoke to the Impersonator. Even Mao Feiyang, standing beside him, felt his heart pound with dread.
Mu Daxian sounded every bit the obliging old acquaintance. As he spoke, he glanced at Mao Feiyang and gave him a look.
Mao Feiyang's heart jolted. Instantly understanding what Mu Daxian meant, he hurriedly pulled the two Student Commemorative Coins off his wounds.
"Hiss..." Countless threads of blood connected the Student Commemorative Coins to Mao Feiyang's wounds. Pulling them away was like plucking something from a spiderweb. The sight was hideous and horrifying, and the pain made him suck in sharp breaths.
A resolute look flashed through his eyes. With a hard tug, he plucked them off like fruit and handed them to Mu Daxian.
Lin Yi watched the Student Commemorative Coins in Mao Feiyang's hands. By now, the two coins had completely lost their coinlike appearance. They looked swollen, like animal hearts covered in grotesque blood vessels, and even thumped in Mao Feiyang's hands as though they were truly alive.
Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes and took the Student Commemorative Coins. Then, gritting his teeth, he shoved them into the Impersonator's hands and adopted a concerned tone again. "Look at you, just look at you. If you carelessly drop them again, I won't be able to help you."
As he spoke, he slowly released the Impersonator, then amiably helped him up from the ground.
The Impersonator was clearly stunned. He stood there for a long time without recovering, merely staring at the heartlike Student Commemorative Coins in his hands as a sickly fervor gradually surfaced in his eyes...
"I am... I am... Mao... Fei...