487, Xiaobai's Prime Time of Beauty

The two of them reached the academic building and spotted a familiar face standing in front of the notice board on the roadside.

Ling Zhizhou?

However, it seemed like there was another man next to him.

About twenty-five to twenty-six years old, he sported a flat haircut and wore a meticulously tailored black suit and matching overcoat. His figure was slender, and he was slightly gaunt, with a half-burned cigarette in his hand.

He didn't look like a student from the school.

Mo Weiyi also took note of the stranger, "Who is that guy?"

Su Wanwan furrowed her brow.

After a while, Ling Zhizhou seemed to realize something. He glanced over in their direction and promptly engaged in a conversation with the man.

The man also glanced over at the two girls.

His gaze was direct, his eyes narrow and slightly excess in the white of his eyes. His look was inexplicably somber and added to his thin frame and dark clothing, he exuded an aura of melancholy and wicked coldness.