"Uh, I have a whole pile of things to do right now. I'm afraid I don't have time to go back with you," Han Shuo said to Lisa after a moment's thought.
At first, Han Shuo had found Lisa somewhat repulsive, but as they spent more time together, he realized she was not a malicious person, merely a little too naive. Especially later on, Lisa had defended him at every turn, making it difficult for him to harbor the same desire for revenge against her as before.
However, although he no longer disliked Lisa, Han Shuo had no romantic feelings for her either. Thus, when Lisa made this suggestion, he could only brush it aside with a casual excuse.
At Han Shuo's words, Lisa fell silent for a little while, then nodded. "All right, then. I'm going home tomorrow. I hope you'll be even stronger the next time I see you."
Lisa was clearly distracted as she spoke. Afterward, she smiled at Han Shuo and headed back to the girls' dormitory alone, her figure seeming to tremble slightly from behind.
Shaking his head with a sigh, Han Shuo watched Lisa disappear before heading toward his own room.
When he reached his room, Han Shuo had only just pushed open the door and stepped inside when a longsword thrust toward his chest. His expression abruptly changed, and he moved to retreat outside without a second thought.
Unfortunately, the longsword came like lightning. With a flash of cold light, it was already at Han Shuo's chest. Han Shuo jerked back a step, twisted his body, and suddenly fell to one side.
With a wet thud, the longsword pierced through his ribs and deep into his body, wounding him in an instant. Once its momentum was spent, the attacker swiftly withdrew it.
Han