Sheng Yang walked toward him, her eyes as calm as a robot's.
Long Xian smiled in satisfaction, but there was still a faint look of disappointment in his eyes.
He thought that Sheng Yang could surpass his hypnosis. Although the possibility was slim, he still held a trace of hope.
But forget it. Although she wasn't perfect, she was the best of all his test subjects.
Although there would always be a better one, based on his years of experience, he guessed that he could not find a better test subject than Sheng Yang.
Just as his hand was about to touch Sheng Yang's face, Sheng Yang grabbed it.
Long Xian was stunned. Then, he smiled and muttered to himself, "As expected of the test subject I've taken a fancy to. Even after being hypnotized, you still have your own consciousness."
The faint disappointment in his heart dissipated.
"Alright, I won't touch you now."
