Trade Fair Day One

The dark room did not even have a trace of light. Li Mo was seated in a chair, facing a blank wall. His eyes were lifeless, like an idiot who had succumbed to hysteria.

"To be frank, the young lord isn't experiencing any physical defects; his bodily functions are all working as per normal. It's only that he suffered from quite a mental trauma. I've tested his brain, and though he's sitting still, not moving an inch, with dull eyes, his brain is fluctuating wildly.

"What's strange is that these nerve commands are hidden deep into the recesses of his mind, unable to be vented. They're like floods, which won't be stopped merely from blocking them out. There needs to create a means to discharge them, for all his bottled-up anger to be directed outward."

A bespectacled doctor explained with a grim expression from behind a transparent glass door.