Chapter 7 - 1: Death Gives Rise to the Dao
Zhao Hanzhang listened to the footsteps on her left and walked to the elevator entrance. The person by her side thoughtfully informed her, "Teacher Zhao, let's wait a bit, the elevator is just coming down from the thirty-second floor."
Although the tone was somewhat indifferent, it was a pleasant voice. What a pity, they were from the same school. You can't eat the grass by the nest.
She had heard students borrowing books from the library discussing before that Professor Fu from the math department was very handsome. But they had few interactions. Had she known the person introduced by Professor Fang was a fellow professor from the same school, she wouldn't have come.
After all, her reputation at the school... was a bit special.
It was a bit awkward at that moment.
As she thought about it, Zhao Hanzhang tilted her head slightly and smiled in the direction he was in, "Alright."
As her voice fell, she heard someone nearby whispering, "So handsome."
"The woman is also pretty, they match well."
"But there's something odd about her. Does she have a problem with her eyes?"
"It seems so."
Zhao Hanzhang's expression did not change, and she continued to smile lightly, though her eyes lowered slightly. She noticed he gently supported her elbow, and Zhao Hanzhang turned her head questioningly and heard him say, "Teacher Zhao, the elevator is here."