"Having your memories tampered with is devastating, but knowing it's happening and being powerless to stop it is even worse."
Ji Xingwang gazed at the people arguing incessantly in the hall, feeling a chill permeating his entire body.
It was just a trivial ripple caused by the Dream Eater's slumber, yet it made everyone turn against each other with hatred.
"...Teacher?"
Guan Anyan's voice trembled, "Our numbers have increased again."
Ji Xingwang turned his head and saw that the disciples from Lu Li Academy had increased again.
He knew the exact number of people who had been added but couldn't tell who they were—his mind was clear, telling him he knew everyone. Ning Tiangong, gifted yet loved to sit at the back row and doze off during lectures; Jian Nian, silent and believed that diligence could make up for lack of talent, studying harder than anyone; Zhuo Xinzhi, seemingly arrogant and dismissive but at heart a good-natured child...
