"Morning, Old Pan."
As Yi Lin passed through the courtyard, a group of young female researchers formed a circle.
Old Pan was happily rolling around.
Unexpectedly, Justice Pan had ultimately become the most unique scenery in the dull laboratory.
"Yo! Young man!"
Old Pan, rolling on the spot, heard Yi Lin's words.
He grinned and said,
"Black or white, young man?"
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Yi Lin lowered his head and quickly passed by using "Shadow Follow".
By the time the curious female researchers reacted, there were no other outsiders outside the crowd.
Old Pan's condition seemed to have worsened.
Yi Lin expressed his inability to help.
This illness was incurable.
Seeing those dark circles, Yi Lin guessed that the personality "Justice Pan" must have not slept for a very, very, very long time.
