The Gossip Duo

Xia Zhihuai walked out of Building B7 with Wanwan, accompanied by the blaring sirens of fire trucks and ambulances.

They stood under the shade of a tree, silently watching as police officers and firefighters carried body bags out of the building.

“Wanwan, did all these people really die?” Xia Zhihuai asked.

“Yes,” Wanwan replied.

Wanwan gazed at the black body bags, suddenly reminded of the bloodied corpses strewn across the corridor. She turned her head and rested her chin on Xia Zhihuai’s shoulder, not wanting to look back.

For humans, death is the end of life. But for her, death is just a cycle of yin and yang.

However, witnessing death firsthand always evoked an indescribable sadness within her.

Her master never taught her how to regulate such emotions.

Xia Zhihuai couldn’t understand. “Why did that vengeful spirit kill so many innocent people?”

“Hmph, what else could it be!”