The experiment hall was tall and spacious. Hovering above this square space was the observation room, resembling a transparent hollow glass ball.
The white light illuminated the entire observation room with perfect clarity. The dozens of staff members in the experiment hall looked up at the furious figure inside the glass ball, each as if petrified.
"You..." Kedun, with spit all over his face and head, his face had turned blue and red — part terror at the sight of Fatty's grotesque face, part shame at having been spat upon with disdain by Fatty in public.
A scholar encountering a soldier, reasoning is unclear. Kedun, who originally imagined it as merely a verbal dispute, never dreamed that this Leray Lieutenant General would ignore his own status and the time and place, to express his anger in such a vulgar, street thug-like manner.
