The Song Family hadn't even started to cause trouble when Si Mingjing's innocent explanations stopped them in their tracks, leaving them fuming but unable to vent. They exchanged glances, unsure whether to believe her outlandish stories. After all, an ordinary person's eyes couldn't possibly turn golden.
But perhaps... they mused, imagining the environment on Prison Star. It was populated entirely by vicious criminals, all death row inmates; not a single one was a pushover. Growing up in such a place, it would be a miracle if she hadn't been bullied. It was conceivable she'd been tormented to the point of developing a split personality—a fierce alter ego emerging in critical moments to protect her weaker self. Such a thing wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility.
