As a Sports Student at the Initial Stage, Li Huiyuan still couldn't casually face this eerie Art teacher of such rank, let alone immerse herself in an environment filled entirely with zealots.
After being consoled by Lin Yi, Li Huiyuan's emotions noticeably improved, and even her breath became slightly steadier.
The eerie Art teacher on the stage seemed like a completely different person when she uttered that sentence. Her whole body exuded a chilling aura, her complexion pale as paper, but her eyes were frighteningly cold and luminous. Upon hearing Lin Yi's words, her ghostly aura shifted slightly, becoming a bit more human-like...
"Where did you hear about the 'Ashen Apostle'?" She squinted her eyes, resembling a cunning fox that had lived deep in the forest for centuries.
Lin Yi replied, "Old Mo told me."
He had already prepared his story. When in doubt, reference Old Mo, and if that doesn't work, throw in something else—it's wise not to make things too easy to disprove.
