Seeing that Sanyi and Quanzhen, two Ghost-Hunting Instructors from the Ghost Hunting Academy, were walking over, Zhao Rong hurriedly snatched the baseball cap from his assistant's head and jammed it on his own. "Assistant, I need to borrow your cap," he said, then tugged the brim down low to hide his face. He couldn't let the two instructors see that he was the same security guard who had beaten them up at West Well University a few days ago.
Unfortunately, the assistant had recently been overindulging in certain private activities in the dormitory. This had left his constitution drained, causing him to lose hair at an alarming rate, and he had even developed a few bald patches on the crown of his head.
Seeing Zhao Rong grab his hat, the assistant strode forward to argue. "Zhao Rong, why'd you snatch my hat? Are you trying to let everyone know I'm going bald at such a young age so all the pretty girls will hate me and fall for you instead?"
