"I... don't wanna drag you down anymore..."
Inside the room, only A Tai's voice kept echoing.
Guilt, self-reproach, unease.
The little room seemed to hold every negative emotion in the world.
And... a kind heart.
So contradictory, yet so reasonable.
Even now, A Tai had never blamed the world for its unfairness, had never... grown angry.
By the time the incident continued escalating into the evening, it had even overtaken the Freshman Competition in popularity.
After all, it involved far too many things.
People were no longer even discussing whether A Tai should live or die, but what they should do after executing him.
How to resolve the problem of Half-Demon Humans once and for all.
How to... keep the Human Race safe.
It was as though they had abruptly discovered an evil seed in their peaceful, prosperous lives.
A seed that could very well keep spreading.
And even...
Threaten their own lives.
Then the Cleansing Plan had to be put on the agenda.
The sooner, the better, even.
What left them puzzled and bewildered, however, was that the Ink Pavilion had made no statement about the matter from beginning to end.
Not just the Ink Pavilion, but the Ink Academy, the Dark Pavilion, the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion, and a whole series of other departments had all done the same.
Only Yuan Qingshan, Deputy Director of the Education Department, posted two pictures through his personal account.
A sheet of pure white paper stained with a drop of ink.
A sheet of pitch-black paper with... a touch of white at its center.
Two utterly ordinary pictures.
Yet they seemed to be saying something.
But the Ink Pavilion's inaction stirred up another wave.
"What exactly is the Ink Pavilion hesitating over?"
"Can we really still trust the Ink Pavilion?"
"Is there a