Professor Cheng glanced at him: "You encountered them once before, didn't you?"
Gu Jianlin nodded: "That was a bizarre ritual."
Professor Cheng's lips curled slightly: "I also encountered it, and it was more advanced than what you experienced."
Gu Jianlin frowned: "How did you get away?"
Professor Cheng glanced at him: "Who told you I got away?"
At this moment, Gu Jianlin felt a chill all over his body.
He could never have imagined that the person before him was one of them!
The old man in front of him twisted monstrously in his eyes, terrifying like an evil spirit.
He almost drew his sword.
But the old man's next words calmed him down.
"Fifty years ago, I was their puppet, doing many unspeakable things in secret. Looking back at that period now, it feels like I was possessed, utterly insane."
Professor Cheng said self-deprecatingly: "Fifty years later, I finally woke up from the dream."
Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment: "Which day?"
