May 24th.
Exactly 5:00 AM.
Half an hour before the morning bell rang, Fan Wubing returned from the fifth floor to his residence on the second floor. He glanced at Zhao Qi's room; it was tightly closed with no sign of life. Ever since she had been reprimanded by Third Sister, she had been behaving.
However, Fan Wubing hoped she was genuinely behaving.
Just as he was about to enter his room to rest, Tian Ba approached from the side.
"Master Ba, is something the matter?" Fan Wubing asked.
The head hanging at hip level twisted a bit, and a pair of small, round eyes darted around as Tian Ba spoke in a hoarse voice, "Wu Jiu, the boss is looking for you."
"The boss?"
Fan Wubing found it strange; it's been over two months since he entered the Abyssal Prison, and this was a first.
"Does Master Ba know what it's about?" he asked.
