Margaret held the Old Dean in one arm and slung Lu Yuan over her shoulder with the other, moving at a rapid pace.
Lu Yuan had originally wanted to struggle a little and get down to walk back on his own.
"Don't move." Margaret did not look back. "By the time the carriage is hitched, the Old Dean might already be dead. My legs are faster. I'll carry you back first."
Lu Yuan weighed his condition, then looked up at Margaret. He had no choice but to let her carry him.
With his sanity at twenty-seven, he could barely stand steadily. Besides, there was no way he could be a match for Margaret. He might as well rest obediently.
On her other shoulder, the Old Dean lay cradled in her arm, his head hanging limply and swaying gently with her steps. Lu Yuan turned his head and glanced at him.
[Target detected: Dean of the Tower of Erudition (Sanity injured)] [A human whose sanity has suffered severe damage may find their true destination in leaving this dangerous path.]
Looking at the Gray-White Text, Lu Yuan understood. Even if this old man was saved, he would most likely never be able to walk the path of Transcendence again.
Retiring, preserving his life, and quietly living out his final years was already the best possible outcome.
But it was truly helpless. Lu Yuan thought of the Old Dean when he had first met him. How long had it even been...?
Lu Yuan stared at the old man's tightly shut eyes in silence for a while.
Then another wave of dizziness surged up. The street before him swayed heavily. Lu Yuan closed his eyes and pressed a hand to his temple. With his sanity at twenty-seven, even looking at