"Tell them the truth," Zhao Wuji said after thinking for a moment.
"These children have been with us for so long. I understand their mindset."
"So there's no need to worry about whether they can accept it. Before setting out this time, they should have already prepared themselves."
"That's good. I was worried the children wouldn't be able to accept it." Meng Shenji nodded as he listened to Zhao Wuji's explanation.
He had not spent as much time with the children as Zhao Wuji had, so naturally, he did not know whether they could bear it.
But as their teacher, Zhao Wuji surely understood them very well. Since he said so, there definitely would not be a problem.
"Principal." Oscar stood frozen in place as he listened to Zhao Wuji.
He simply could not believe that principal Flender, the Four-Eyed Owl who had raised him for so many years, had died so carelessly.
"What are you planning to do?" Ma Hongjun asked in a suppressed voice.
"What else can we do? Life has to go on."
"Whatever you do, don't do anything foolish. Our strength isn't worth a single hair compared to theirs."
"If you go, you'll only be throwing your lives away. So listen to me and cultivate here in peace." Afraid that these hot-blooded young men would do something stupid, Zhao Wuji hurriedly tried to comfort them.
"Just pretend... Flender and Liu Erlong never existed." Zhao Wuji's expression fell after saying this.
The small room was now utterly silent, with only several heavy breaths echoing within.
"I understand, Teacher Zhao." After a long while, Oscar's hoarse voice sounded. After speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out.
"I'm worried about Little Ao, so I'll go keep him company." Ma Hongjun stepped forward, patted Zhao Wuji's shoulder, and