"You just wait!!"
...
As the words fell, the scene had already reverted back to Motan's room. Unlike before, the desk in front of her was piled high with stacks of documents, along with several neatly arranged recording pens.
Amidst the chaotic BGM, different voices clamored noisily...
"I've already told you everything I know, asking further won't help."
"Wangfeng High School? I know it, but my child's grades are too poor, we never considered that place. Speaking of which, Mrs. Zhang, who danced with me, seems to have a child who studied there some years ago."
"My youngest? He was in second class then, third class? I remember they didn't seem to have a third class in that year."
"The curse of Wangfeng High School? You mean the Seven Wonders or something like that?"
"Ah... I remember something happened at that school over a decade ago, but the specifics aren't clear."
"Little girl, you're not a local, are you? Some things are best left alone."
