Brother Wei, the Seer?

As soon as he finished speaking, the hallway erupted.

The newcomers looked at one another, their eyes filling with two things at once: hope and confusion!

"The Seer can lead us out of here?"

"What's a Seer? Are we playing Werewolf?"

"Never mind that. Who's the Seer?"

"Seer, come out!"

"Who's the Seer? Say something!"

Voices rose one after another. Everyone turned to the people around them, their eyes sweeping over every face as if searching for some kind of mark.

The girl in the JK uniform raised her head too and quietly asked the person beside her, "What does the Seer do?"

Lin Yang's voice cut through the noise. "The Seer can't come forward."

Everyone turned to look at him. Bowl Cut took half a step forward, his face flushing bright red.

"Why? Why can't the Seer come forward? If the Seer doesn't come out, how are we supposed to find the exit? Are we all just going to wait here and die?"

"Because the Seer will die if they come forward!" Jiang Yu'an picked up where Lin Yang had left off, her tone icy, every word cutting to the heart.

"The Facelings see the Seer as a thorn in their side. The last Seer who revealed his identity didn't live half a day. His head was torn off."

She was talking about Zhang Lei.

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to stop looking?" Bowl Cut's voice rose even higher.

"We just need to listen to Brother Lin." The fat man glanced at Lin Yang.

"Even without a Seer, he can get us out of here. Know how we've stayed alive until now? It's all thanks to him!"

Bowl Cut glanced at Lin Yang.

His gaze was appraising, suspicious, and, even more than that, held a young man's instinctive resistance to a senior! Back at school, he had always been the boss!

His lips moved twice before he finally forced out a sneer.

"Him? He's just an ordinary person. Like hell he can get us out of here."

He turned and shouted down the hallway.

"Will the real Seer come out! I'll keep you alive! I mean what I say. Anyone who wants to touch the Seer will have to go through me first!"

Blondie was lying in the corner, the wound on his back still oozing blood. The pain made the muscles in his face twitch.

He glanced at the arrogant crowd over by Lin Yang, then gritted his teeth and raised his head, forcing himself to speak.

"That's right! As long as the Seer comes out, we'll keep him alive! There are so many of us-why would we be afraid of Facelings?! Whoever dares come, I'll beat them to death!"

The silence lasted about five seconds.

At last, someone stepped out of the crowd.

The man was probably in his early twenties and around 1.65 meters tall. His face was pitted and covered in acne scars.

He wore a faded plaid shirt, buttoned all the way to the top, tight enough to leave his neck a little red.

He stepped forward and stood in front of Bowl Cut and Blondie. Taking a deep breath, he puffed out his chest and raised his hand.

"I'm the Seer!"

Bowl Cut froze. Blondie froze too. They turned to look at him, sizing him up carefully.

Their eyes lit up at once, and they were as delighted as drowning men who had suddenly grabbed hold of a piece of driftwood!

Bowl Cut was the first to rush forward. He grabbed the man by the shoulders, his voice trembling.

"You're the Seer?"

The man nodded. He held his chin high, the acne scars on his face gleaming with oil under the lights!

"My name is Liu Yunwei. I'm the Seer!"

Bowl Cut turned around and waved forcefully at the newcomers behind him.

"Come here! All of you! The Seer's here! We're going with the Seer!"

His voice was excited, as though he had found something that could prove his choice was right.

The crowd began to split.

Of the seventeen people, eight gathered around Bowl Cut and Blondie, surrounding Liu Yunwei.

Some patted him on the shoulder, some asked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?" and some had already started calling him "Brother Wei!"

Brother Wei held his head high and puffed out his chest like a proud rooster! After so many years of being looked down on and shunned, he had finally stood tall!

The skinny man who had been knocking on the wall went over, as did the meticulously dressed woman whose makeup had run. The fat middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, then edged over too, holding the boy.

Only one person didn't move!

The girl in the short JK skirt.

She stood on the dividing line between the two groups, looking at the people cheering around Liu Yunwei, then at the eight silent people on Lin Yang's side, and bit her lip.

She hesitated for a few seconds before finally taking a step and walking over to Lin Yang's side.

"Um... can I come with you?"