Professor Chris temporarily left.
"Professor Hagrid... right? I want to sit for a while." Cain, feeling much better, said hoarsely. The aura of corruption had faded, resembling a patient who had just recovered from a severe illness.
Correspondingly, Lu Li had paid the price—his body now surrounded by an ambiguous and faint aura of hatred.
Just like Cain previously.
Lu Li could judge his previous humanity level: one-quarter.
And he directly faced the terrifying drawbacks of humanity's absence—
Malicious gazes pierced through the gaps in the wooden boards, the overwhelming sense of malevolence surrounding him. The professors nearby became hideous, as if he could hear the whispering voices in their hearts plotting to kill him.
The reduction of humanity and reason was equally terrifying.
