"I'm not too sure about the past, but during our batch, Lord Yan wasn't like this."
"Oh?" Mo Shangjun narrowed her eyes slightly and asked Mu Cheng with interest, "Then what was he like?"
"Let's put it this way," Mu Cheng said, rubbing his face with one hand, "Back then, whenever he had free time, he'd come to check on us. His methods were especially ruthless; he never blinked while deducting points, making people tremble in awe at the very sight of him. Do you know the nickname 'King of Hell'? Every batch of students spontaneously called him that."
Supporting her chin with her hand, Mo Shangjun continued listening to his story.
"You've never seen it—students hating him to the core... Ah, but it's strange, everyone used to terribly hate him, but over time, they all developed Stockholm Syndrome under his tyranny."
"..."
Mo Shangjun contemplated whether she also had a tendency for this syndrome.
