"A Posthumous Photograph from the Shadow World?" Big Dog's pitch-black pupils suddenly contracted, and the dangerous aura he had sensed earlier intensified. "Gao Ming! Watch out for that photograph!"
Opening his jaws wide, Big Dog darted through the darkness. He wanted to bite down on Gao Ming and make him calm down, but his jaws snapped shut on empty air.
Gao Ming did not pause for even a moment. Whatever lay ahead, he would keep moving forward.
The sight of Gao Ming's blood-red eyes frightened even Big Dog. He could not imagine what kind of hatred in this world could turn Gao Ming into someone like this.
He tried to find some clue on Situ An's face, but Situ An looked even more bewildered than he was.
"What happened to him?"
The Teachers in the Black-and-White Posthumous Photo emerged from deep inside the building. Like Gong Xi before them, all of them had had their mouths and ears sewn shut with needle and thread, leaving only their eyes exposed.
These Teachers were the pillars supporting Hande Private Academy. Their every movement tugged at the souls of all the children in the school.
The moment those Teachers appeared, rotten brown scars grew across the Ghost God's flesh. Those Teachers could turn any negative emotion into seeds, making them take root and sprout anywhere to grow whatever flowers they wanted.
It was through these Teachers that Situ An sowed his seeds, vying with Gao Yun for control over the School Rules.
The scars on the Ghost God's body soon split open. The seeds the Teachers had planted took root and sprouted in his flesh, as though over a hundred different forces were tearing his body apart. The seeds' roots even tried to spread through the Ghost God and into Gao Ming's body.