Chen Xu thought to himself, it seemed that woman had left a deep psychological shadow on Xiyun. Curiously, he asked, "What's her name?"
As he asked this question, his eyelids suddenly began to twitch uncontrollably.
At the same time, he heard someone coming down the corridor, footsteps already close. He faced in the direction of the corridor, and Luo Xiyun stood before him, perfectly blocking his view.
For some reason, his heart skipped a beat, unsure if it was the twitching of his eyelids or the footsteps behind Luo Xiyun that gave him a strong sense of familiarity.
He wanted to turn his head to look, but a voice in his mind stopped him from acting on impulse. He didn't move and watched as Luo Xiyun's mouth began to move, the name about to emerge from her lips.
"Xiyun, I never expected you to gossip behind people's backs," a woman's voice tinged with mockery came from behind her.