Lu Xin remained silent, his expression hollow.
In fact, he had sensed that teacher Lu was afraid a long time ago, but he just didn't want to think about it.
But now that he saw the fear on her face, he still felt sad.
Even he himself could not tell if he was sad because he saw that teacher Lu was afraid of him, or if teacher Lu was already afraid but still forced herself to come over to comfort him.
He did not know why, but teacher Lu's fear of him was even greater than the Dean's.
This was the question he had wanted to ask, but now ...
On the lens of her left eye, some data had already popped up, showing that her mental fluctuation was very strong.
