Han Dong was meticulously observing this female student of his same term.
Her black hair was dirty and tangled up in a bun,
a golden nose ring,
ivory earrings,
colorful stone bracelets,
and a woolen wrap dress she wore.
She looked like a young witch doctor from the Middle East, both in her style and carriage, contrasting Han Dong who looked more like a Mysterious Apprentice.
She should be around the same age as Nicholas, about nineteen.
The girl stared at the iron box in Han Dong's hands with a terrified look on her face.
"Ah! You've already chosen? What now...I have a feeling that what you chose is dangerous. It emits a strange aura around the iron box, can I take a look?"
"Hm."
The girl shivered in fear as she took a look inside the iron box.
Inside the iron box was not a single item, but an uncomfortable collection of things... a large amount of dry skin, peculiar skin, and the layer of skin that covers the eye.
