As she finished speaking, she walked off the podium with an air of mystery and slowly wandered among the students.
"In this world, some people have low luck and everything goes wrong, yet they don't understand why."
"In fact, it's because this person has already been haunted by a ghost!"
Her few words stirred a low murmur of surprise among the previously bored students.
Everyone began to recall if they had encountered any bad luck recently.
Zhi'er rested her chin in her hand, staring at Liu Yingnan.
She found this person increasingly familiar.
But, for the moment, she couldn't remember who she was.
Just then, Liu Yingnan suddenly pointed at Fang Wushen.
"This gentleman, I can see, there's a female ghost sitting on your back."
"Have you ever occasionally felt like you can't breathe? Because she is tightly hugging your neck!"
Zhi'er looked at Fang Wushen in astonishment.
From her perspective, not only was there no female ghost clinging to Fang Wushen.
