Chiang Xiao gazed at the ancient, timeworn stone alleyways and the old houses marked with the scars of age. She suddenly felt she could spend half a year painting here.
Principal Fu walked up to her side, looking at the unpolished, rustic town with her, and said, "What do you think? Not bad, right?"
"Mm, it's great."
Principal Fu lowered his voice and said, "Chiang Xiao, do you know what first brought Shitou Town to my attention?"
"What was it?" Chiang Xiao asked curiously.
"At the time, I heard about something strange—a story about a peculiar local who could attract iron with his bare hands! They said this person had to keep his fists clenched most of the time, or anything iron nearby would be drawn into his palms. Because of this, the locals even gave him a nickname: Magnetic Hand."
Chiang Xiao froze when she heard this.
Magnetic Hand...
She had heard of this person before!
