Fan Lang entered the classroom. Though it did not look particularly large from the outside, its interior was astonishingly vast, enough to seat over ten thousand students.
In some corners, there were also instructors observing the class, which the academy permitted.
Everyone's eyes converged on Fan Lang as they watched him walk step by step onto the podium and stand at its center.
The crowd rose to their feet and shouted, "Greetings, mentor!"
This was academy protocol. No matter how unruly a student might be, they could not ignore it. Anyone who refused to stand and pay respects to the instructor teaching the class would be expelled from the classroom.
Fan Lang swept his gaze across the room and spotted several familiar faces among the students.
Guang YaoHui, Wei Xiaobao, Bai Yun, and the others came into his view, stirring up related memories.
Back when they had first enrolled, these people had entered the academy alongside Fan Lang. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed. They were still students, while Fan Lang had already become their instructor.
No one could have anticipated such a change.
Fan Lang felt no particular reaction toward the other students, but one student alone caught his attention.
Wei Xiaobao!
To everyone else, Wei Xiaobao was merely an outstanding genius student. But in Fan Lang's eyes, Wei Xiaobao had another identity.
Previously, Fan Lang had only been a student with little authority and no need to meddle in such affairs. But now that he was an instructor, things were different.
"Students, please take your seats. Wei Xiaobao alone will remain standing," Fan Lang said sternly.
Hearing this, everyone took their seats, utterly confused and unable to understand Fan Lang's intentions.
Wei Xiaobao, the person involved, was even more stunned, his face showing surprise.