Chapter 136

I stiffened my neck and locked eyes with Sophia, who stood before me. The next second, she hurled the slightly warm bowl of mushroom soup directly at me. The soup was thick and sticky, and when it splashed over me, I felt a sharp coldness spread through my limbs as if the warmth in my body had suddenly been replaced by something far more chilling. I scoffed, lifting my gaze toward her. "Sophia, are you satisfied now?" "Not yet," she said coldly. She gripped the bowl tightly and aimed it at my forehead. Seeing her actually wanting to strike me, my pupils contracted. I instinctively sidestepped to avoid her. I managed to dodge Sophia's strike, but due to the momentum, I couldn't stop in time and crashed into the nearby bookshelf. The bookshelf wobbled from the impact, and a vase on the highest shelf immediately fell, crashing onto the back of my head. A sharp pain shot through me, and I yelled in pain. My right hand trembled as it reached for the back of my head, only to find it