Teacher Prin left, and Father Stra made no attempt to stop him. He was even unwilling to leave the little confessional.
Teacher Prin did not care. He raised his head and glanced at Fanxing. The stars were dim, and the weather looked like a storm was brewing.
Most seaside towns were like this. Perhaps there would be a light rain before dawn... Teacher Prin planned to visit the hospital again. During the time before he left, he would probably stay there unless something special came up.
He knew that the little life would be born within the next day or two.
As he stepped outside, someone blocked his path and stopped him outright... Mai Rada.
"You haven't left yet? Is something wrong?" Teacher Prin asked curiously. At that moment, Mai Rada's gaze was somewhat strange.
Mai Rada said, "There's something I want to ask you."
"What is it?"
Mai Rada thought for a moment before saying, "Your power... is your power related to death? When those chains you snapped fell to the ground, the grass nearby had already withered. Even the ants in the soil died along with them!"
Teacher Prin could not help frowning... He did not care that Mai Rada knew about this. What concerned him was that his Power of Death had actually begun leaking out without him noticing.
He subconsciously glanced at the gloves he used to restrain his Power of Death... In theory, these gloves should have been able to prevent the Power of Death from leaking.
It seemed that after the fourth eruption of his Power of Death, the gloves had already begun to lose their effectiveness. It seemed his decision to leave had been the right one.
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Teacher Prin shook his head. "Why ask