The young lecturer of magical zoology opened his mouth as if to say something, but abruptly closed it again, his expression turning much gloomier.
Whether using the power of the starry sky to harmonize demon bloodline, or attempting to pull his student into the raven, the methods seemed somewhat radical.
Professor Montreya glanced at him, seemingly having guessed the word in his mind: "There is no point in rushing recklessly due to being overly radical."
"But you said before, everything has meaning." Gan Ning murmured, making the bag of candy in his hands crinkle.
The professor shook his head: "Darkness is not as dangerous as you imagine... A subtle thought in our minds spreads out, gets lost in the sea of souls, seeing sights never before seen. This is not degradation... It is simply exhausting its exploratory instinct, then colliding with thoughts to spark new ideas. This is beneficial to our work."
