"Don't move," Dean Li said seriously.
"Xun Xun..."
Xiao Xun Bao pouted and looked at his Beast Tamer with a face full of grievance.
Qiao Sang silently mouthed: "Think about the computer..."
Xiao Xun Bao understood and immediately sat up straight, looking proper.
Pristine white lines flowed seamlessly under Dean Li's pen, connecting in a harmonious and orderly pattern.
Ten minutes later, Dean Li put down the pen and slowly exhaled: "There, done."
Looking at Xiao Xun Bao again, his body was now covered with mysterious white lines.
Some people in the audience couldn't help but pull out their phones to capture the scene.
...
Forty minutes later.
Yuliandun University.
Ivy Restaurant.
Inside the luxurious and splendid private room, a well-dressed Pet Beast placed a series of delicately arranged dishes on the table.
By the window, Xiao Xun Bao held a florid mirror, admiring his reflection against the glass.
"Do you have any questions about Spirit Marks?" Dean Li asked.
