"Of all the humans who have come here, not a single one has ever left alive. But... I am willing to make an exception for you."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Wen Ying immediately held up her hand and waved it. "Why don't you just change back to how you looked before? This form is honestly disgusting, and the sound of your voice makes me want to puke."
Hearing this, the Dean was displeased. "Isn't this what you wanted to see? Well then, I'll let you have your fill!"
Wen Ying found her head involuntarily turning toward the Dean, her eyes locked onto his body.
She couldn't even close her eyes if she wanted to.
It was as if a powerful force was prying her eyes open and gripping her head, controlling the direction it faced.
"Disgusting? You dare call me disgusting? Human, I have been far too lenient with you."
Just then, Wen Ying's body began to lift slowly off the ground, floating into the air.
Her expression was pained, as if someone had grabbed her by the throat and was hoisting her up.
