The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

All the students passing by stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed on them.

"You guys are so jealous! We girls think he's super handsome! How come we didn't notice this gem of a guy before? It's a pity Miss Xue held on too tightly, we missed our chance."

"I know, I know, this boy is in my class. I heard he rescued a girl from a group of thugs the day before yesterday. He makes me feel super safe!"

"Right, right? I noticed it immediately. This guy has such defined muscles! He walks with such presence, with broad shoulders. Just walking past him makes me feel like, 'This guy could definitely protect me!'"

"Yes, yes, the muscles aren't the point. The point is that sense of reliability from the inside out, that feeling of security is so appealing to girls!"

Amidst the murmurs around them, Mu Jing could clearly feel Xue Hua's body pressing even closer, clinging tightly to his arm like a small animal asserting its dominance.

"Jing-kun, what are you looking at?" she whispered in Mu Jing's ear, her breath warm.

Mu Jing habitually scanned his surroundings and quickly spotted his target—

Not far away, a black-haired youth was dragging a red-haired girl along as they ran. The girl's long, crimson hair swayed in the wind like burning flames.

This time, however, the black-haired youth stopped in front of the school gate.

The black-haired youth was none other than Yingli. He waved to Mu Jing with a broad smile, "Good morning, Brother Jing!"

Mu Jing smiled and waved at Ying Li, while his other hand—

Xuehua gripped his hand even tighter.

"Sister, this is my savior, Mu Jing! You were able to see me again last night thanks to Brother Jing!" Yingli turned to the red-haired girl and introduced her.

However, the red-haired girl did not greet him as enthusiastically as Yingli had expected. Instead, she stared intently at Mu Jing with a scrutinizing gaze, her eyes sharp as knives, and she seemed somewhat drunk.

Mu Jing smiled slightly and met her gaze calmly.

Even with a smile in his eyes, the red-haired girl's gaze remained sharp.

To the onlookers who had stopped in their tracks, the tension between the two was palpable, and neither was willing to look away.

"Holy crap! This is a massive battleground! Get out of here, get out of here, don't get caught in the crossfire!"

"Isn't that the second-year student council president, Kiri? This guy actually got caught in the act in front of so many people? This is outrageous!"

"Aaaaaah! Their eyes are practically shooting sparks! I could watch this hellish scene a hundred times! Start fighting already! Start fighting already!"

"Who exactly is this guy? How dare he provoke both the student council president and Miss Yuki at the same time?"

"Stop looking! Stop looking! Be careful, the three of them might start fighting and blood will splatter on you."

"I think Miss Xue should get away from that scumbag as soon as possible, the farther the better!"

"Yeah, sister, I could tell he was a jerk right away. I even saw another girl getting very close to him yesterday."

The students around them whispered among themselves as they quickened their pace and slipped into the teaching building, afraid of being drawn into the conflict.

Soon, only the four of them remained at the school gate.

"Mirror-kun, stop looking at this guy!"

The girl beside him suddenly moved closer, blocking Mu Jing's view of the red-haired girl.

Mu Jing's gaze met her sparkling golden eyes, so close that he could see her long eyelashes and her slightly pursed lips, which held a hint of displeasure.

Just then, the sounds of arguing came from ahead: "Sister, you're drunk again! Stop staring at Jing-ge, it's so impolite! What if Miss Xue misunderstands?"

"I'm not..." she suddenly raised her voice, "...drunk!!!"

As she finished speaking, she turned to Xuehua, her voice turning colder: "Miss Xue, do you know why that demon appeared yesterday?"

Mu Jing felt a chill run down her spine—she had indeed been on the battlefield at the time.

The red-haired girl's gaze returned to Mu Jing, her words clear and distinct: "The root cause of the final conflict between that demonized couple was this man before us!"

Xuehua turned to look at Wuge, her eyes instantly turning icy cold: "President Wuge, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Her eyes were devoid of emotion, and her voice, like the cold wind of a winter night, carried an undeniable sense of oppression.

But when she turned to Mu Jing again, the coldness on her face instantly melted away, as if winter snow had met the warm sun, and her tone softened:

"It must have been that Mirror-kun kindly saved that girl, but she didn't appreciate it and kept pestering him. She's just a stray cat that steals fish."

This is a lie. Xuehua had already read the incident report; the woman was a demon, and her target from the beginning was that man. Mu Jing was merely caught up in it. Even without Mu Jing, the tragedy of the demon invasion would not have been avoided.

However, such a secret is not something Wuge is worthy of knowing.

Just then, the pre-class bell rang, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Jing-kun, let's leave her alone and get to class." Xuehua tugged at Mu Jing's wrist.

Mu Jing nodded in agreement—he had wanted to spend more time with the original female lead, but with Xuehua by his side, it was clearly not the right time.

But just as he was about to leave, Wu Ge had already strode ahead of them. In the instant they brushed past each other, a cold whisper brushed past Mu Jing's ear, and only he could hear it:

"I'll be keeping an eye on you."

"Kyo-kun, ignore this annoying guy, let's go!"

"Uh-huh."

Meanwhile, in the [Real-world Bullet Comment Section]:

"Brothers, what's the relationship between Prison Mirror and Fog Song? This part of the plot is totally confusing!"

"There's no such person as Lao Jing in the original work, so why are they suddenly so hostile?"

"Xuehua's protectiveness of her husband is so cool! I love it!"

"I thought we were going to have another love triangle. Is Kirika the female lead in the original work?"

"I guess so, but the original male lead is Takari, and the romance scenes in the Kirika route are already pitifully few."

"It's like you're saying there's any sweet storyline in the original work; it's all fucking angst!"

"To be honest, if Prison Mirror were to be paired with Mist Song, it would be too much of a torment."

"I just found out that the Thousand-Legged Demon has some connection with the Prison Mirror? Does this mean the production team is planning a prequel or something?"

"Lock Mirror's current stance is also questionable—he has an ambiguous relationship with Yoruzuki of the demonic forces, is entangled with Xuehua of the human exorcism forces, and even saved Qiongren of the human psychic forces in the first episode… No matter how you look at it, he's bound to cause some trouble with Wuge!"

"Bro, tap the screen and look at the title of episode three: [Bloodthirsty Mist Assault]! This is Mist Song's exclusive storyline; it's obvious they're going to go all out in this episode!"

As the comments section buzzed with discussion, noon arrived quietly.

Sheng Hua Academy, first-year teaching building, rooftop.

[Real-world comment section]:

"Wow, this composition is amazing! What a brilliant composition master! I need an untainted eye!"

"What kind of brain-destroying play is this? I feel like my brain is about to be blown away."

"Is this content even suitable for our section?"

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