The student was skinny, fair-skinned, and fresh-faced, with a milky, tender look. His drooping eye corners and dead-fish eyes made him seem exceedingly smug. He stood around 1.8 meters tall, which counted as rather short in this era, yet seated beside so many experts, he showed no sign of nervousness. He was neither fawning nor respectful; if anything, he seemed distracted, his eyes unfocused as his mind wandered beyond the clouds.
Some students in the back began whispering among themselves.
"Who's that?"
"What student is qualified to sit to the principal's right?"
"Anyone who can sit there naturally has their reasons. Their strength must be the hardest reason of all."
"Strength? Even if the leaders there aren't in the Third Heavenly Layer, they're still peak Second Heavenly Layer experts. What student could possibly have that kind of strength? Could he be a school leader with such profound cultivation that he had returned to youth?"
Shi Tiexin's gaze settled on the student's face. He had already recognized him.
He was definitely not a teacher rejuvenated into youth, but a bona fide student.
And in all of Lumen Academy, only one student was qualified to sit there.
The person who had helped Shi Tiexin find his bearings again.
Lumen's Foremost Sage.
The Student Union President.
Guan Zhong.
They were all members of the presidium, yet the other vice chairmen could only sit below with the students while Guan Zhong occupied the high seat above. Shi Tiexin could clearly sense the envy, yearning, and barely restrained eagerness of the vice chairmen nearby.
No one did not want to replace him.
The principal did not waste words, skipping the lengthy opening address with a sweep of his wide sleeve. "Begin."
And so, the performance report began.
The principal, Master Cheng Ling Su, so many