"There are needles in your head. Don't move." Ning Xuan gave Ying Yaoshi a light pat, making him lie still.
"Okay." Ying Yaoshi lowered his gaze and obediently lay back down.
Though he lay down, his eyes kept darting around, scanning Zeng Yu and the others.
He soon realized that Zeng Yu and the others were all High-Level Half-beastmen with Spiritual Power Levels approaching SSS-level.
Due to congenital genetic defects, Half-beastmen rarely live past the age of twenty, despite their high initial Spiritual Power Values. Consequently, High-Level Half-beastmen are extremely rare.
Yet here were forty to fifty High-Level Half-beastmen, which was not normal at all.
"Close your eyes." Ning Xuan placed her hand over Ying Yaoshi's face.
Seeing that Ning Xuan had no intention of answering him, Ying Yaoshi didn't ask again and obediently closed his eyes.
