That line of sight penetrated the crowd of people and stared directly at Shen Ning.
There is no temperature, no emotion, just a kind of inspection, a kind of oppressive look from above.
Shen Ning's heart sank suddenly.
This feels... Off.
In her previous life, she was just a loser who was imprisoned in the harem until her death, and she had no access to people on this level. But this sight gave her a feeling of deep familiarity, as if she had seen it like this countless times, and every time it was accompanied by a deep chill and despair.
