C117 Chu Hao Was Killed

Two months had slipped by when, one day, Chu Xing emerged from the gravity room in a rush, darting toward the school's landing pad.

Many students greeted him, but he barely acknowledged them, prompting curious glances and murmurs as they watched his retreating figure. Normally, Chu Xing, despite his haste, would at least offer a nod and a smile