Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
The footsteps on the corridor appeared so abruptly that Han Fei wasn’t sure the owner was coming for him or not. But for the sake of security, he stuffed all the keys and the registration book into the urn. Closing the cracked lid, Han Fei carefully moved to the door.
Dong, dong, dong! The person knocked on his door, stopping before Room 202. The door did not have a peephole so Han Fei had to lean on the crack in the frame to look out. There was a woman in an old, blue dress standing outside the room. Her face was ashen, and her eyes bloodshot. There was a large birthmark around her neck. Her hair was matted with clumps of soil. ‘The landlord’s ring gives no reaction at all, does this mean she carries me no harm?’ Han Fei slowly eased the door open. “How can I help you?”
“Are you Mr. Meng Changan? I just got the call from the boss, he said you have answered my ad for a family tutor.” The woman’s voice was dull and flat. It suggested an exhausted frame of mind.
“Indeed, I am Meng Changan.” Han Fei pulled the door open. “Why don’t you come in? I’m sure you have questions for me.” The woman hesitated before entering Room 202. Han Fei poured a glass of water for the woman and then asked, “I understand that your child is a former student at Yi Ming Private Academy?”
“Yes, my child is very clever and he used to be very good with his studies. But recently, his results plummeted and his behavior turned strange. He would cry and throw stuff for no reason.”
“I bet it’s because he was under great pressure from school. It’s my advice that you give him some time to breathe. After all, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”
“If I do that, he will definitely hate me in the future! Furthermore, it’s not like he doesn’t want to study but more like he is prevented from focusing on his studies.” The woman thought about it. “I swear it’s that kid that my child shares a room with. He often tells very scary stories to my child, I suspect he’s the one behind my child’s problem.”
“Very scary stories?” Han Fei’s eyes narrowed. “Do yo
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