"Good," Shutong said as she immediately put the Little Silver Snake on her wrist. Her strength hadn't recovered very well, and it was a bit more reassuring to have an assistant.
Outside was a male voice, one she hadn't heard much before.
Shutong opened the door of the house just as the person outside also pushed open the courtyard gate, walking in.
"Stop, who are you?"
Shutong asked with a poor tone, and the man stopped and said with some concern on his face, "Professor Nian, I'm your student, Wu Shan."
Shutong knew of Wu Shan, but she pretended not to recognize him, "Wu Shan, I don't recall, I remember the remaining eighteen people in my class, and none of them are called Wu Shan."
Wu Shan, listening to Shutong's words, had a somewhat twisted concern on his face, clearly unhappy.
