He did not understand the Night Watchman's actions.
But the Night Watchman was indeed one of the strongest combatants he knew of who was still active in the Art Building.
Most importantly, after years of attrition, only two of these Great Venerables remained, and both had enough strength to shelter the Art Building during the gray fog invasion.
They certainly had the power to decide what to do, but he still did not understand.
After all, the risks were right there.
No!
He suddenly realized he had overlooked a problem!
"Perhaps the Night Watchman didn't do this deliberately. Someone else's will must be involved, such as... the Principal's?"
"The Fanatics have existed for a long time. They didn't spring into existence only after the Principal went missing at sea. In other words, the Principal knew all about this. In fact, the Fanatical Leaders' gathering place is near one of the locations where the Principal's Office docks..."
"Fuck, why does this feel so familiar?"
"What was it like again..."
"Like-"
"Lion-Camel Ridge?!"
"Lion-Camel Ridge at the foot of Vulture Peak!"
"A gathering place for Fanatics Leaders outside the Principal's Office!"
Hiss-
He sucked in a sharp breath.
"What exactly are the Principal, the Night Watchmen, and the other top combatants on Campus plotting now?"
He could not help rubbing his brow. Why did it feel as though people at every level were making their own arrangements?
Against the backdrop of the gray fog invasion, the strong cast wide nets and the weak cast small ones. Every faction harbored sinister... no, every faction had its own designs?
"I heard they can actually be converted back," Lin Yi said.
Mao Feiyang said, "A single thought separates gods from demons. Cross that line, and even a god becomes a demon. Once you've tasted forbidden