Under the gaze of four onlookers, Lu Li returned to the rest area and ordered another glass of milk at the reception desk before settling back into his corner.
He remained silent and aloof.
"He was inside for quite a long time."
"Must've been the Sanity Value test, right? Did he pass?"
"No need to compete for a spot, I'm sure I can pass too. Even if we had to fight for it, I'd definitely be the one to make it through!"
"..."
The murmured conversation continued for a while until the brawny man, Tristan, appeared at the door: "Daniel, come over for your assessment."
His shout was abrupt and out of place. What was once a scene shrouded in mystery now seemed like a burly bouncer hawking expensive second-hand tickets at the entrance of a theater.
Yet, it could not be directly described as shabby, bleak, or undisciplined, for this was the style of Exorcists.
