After leaving the Greenhill Mansion, Zheng Qing constantly felt a bit dizzy.
To the point where he almost forgot he had a practical class in the afternoon.
The whole afternoon, his every move carried a sense of awkward clumsiness, like someone who walks offbeat; during the practical class, he could even mispronounce the simplest 'Ge Zhitianxi' as 'Gezhitanye,' summoning vines as limp as cooked noodles, bringing laughter to more than half the class.
Of course, his disoriented appearance also attracted quite a few scrutinizing and suspicious looks.
It wasn't until the evening, lying in bed, stuffing a Nightmare Doll under his pillow, that the young scholarship student seemed to regain some 'anchors' in life, re-establishing his sense of reality.
The short 'buying clothes' trip gave the warlock a significant jolt.
