A chill descended. Su Yang only felt cold sweat run down his spine and sweat on his hands. It wasn't for any other reason but because their gazes were far too evil and despicable.
At a glance, it was as if he could see the howls of those people before they died. Their despair, helplessness, and fears...
The mental trauma that his salted fish mask was having a hard time healing was crumbled in an instant as it took a turn for the worse.
Darkness spread to the bottom of his heart as negative emotions overflowed. Su Yang's expression gradually grew colder.
However, along with the darkness spreading to his heart, it gradually calmed down as well. He leaned on the chair with an expressionless face, looking at the five people standing on the stage like a clown.
A hint of surprise was evident on the faces of those five people but it was immediately replaced by a strange expression shortly after.
