After seeing off the uninvited visitor to the director's office, Lin Yun headed to the Anomaly Countermeasures Bureau's cafeteria with a heavy heart.
Although he was now the director, he insisted on not engaging in any special lifestyle privileges, keeping everything consistent with ordinary employees and refusing to enjoy any special treatment.
Eating a few tasteless bites of the food on his tray, Lin Yun pondered the conversation in the director's office that morning and suddenly felt his head ache as if it were the size of a bucket.
He felt like he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
He had no idea what kind of mindset Bai Jingxuan had previously possessed or what her views on life and hatred were. Yet her current, downright brutal thoughts seemed inextricably linked to the battle on the night of the Full Moon Festival.
Lin Yun also frequently reflected on this matter, wondering whether his choice at the time had been somewhat extreme, whether he should have used such a cruel combat style in front of the girls, and whether it would produce any bad influences.
In fact, as early as when he killed Moss and reunited with the girls, Bai Jingxuan's gaze had already become somewhat strange. Among the three girls, hers was the only expression devoid of worry or fear, replaced entirely by excitement and worship.
It was as if she had finally found some kind of direction and attained some kind of realization, prompting her to display such an attitude.
Larkspur had not known what Bai Jingxuan was thinking at the time, but thinking back on it now, the child was probably already harboring similar twisted thoughts then. These twisted thoughts had settled for half a month, fermenting through who knows what processes beneath