Being Uneducated Is Truly Terrifying

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Dusk was like ink, slowly soaking through the vast arena.

Lian Changzhi stood quietly within it, his blue robe hanging down, both hands lowered naturally. His entire person was like an ancient pine beside a cold pool, weathered by the passage of years, silent and steady.

All around was deathly still, so quiet one could hear a pin drop. A suffocating stalemate filled the air.

Yue Qiansong was just as furious inside, but as the host, he did not want the matter to blow up and drag the Lian Clan down with it.

By common sense, Yin Duoruo would have been the most suitable person to mediate, but after all, he represented the final opinion and the official stance.

At this moment, it was more appropriate for him to step forward and smooth things over first.

Yue Qiansong forced a somewhat gentle tone and said, "Brother Xia, please understand. Lian Changzhi loves his grandson dearly and lost his judgment for a moment."

"That child's life or death is still unknown. An old father losing control and inevitably doing something excessive—please, Brother Xia, make allowances for him, difficult as that may be."

Xia Yun swept a glance at Yue Qiansong. What a "difficult as that may be"—a fine double meaning.

In his palm, Crimson Sakura instantly condensed into a three-foot-thin blade. As flower shadows flowed across it, its edge flashed like lightning, pointing straight at Lian Changzhi.

The rustling, whirling shadows of petals cast his deathly pale face in shifting light and dark.

Seeing this, Wang Wei took a step forward, and behind him, the phantom of the Earth Bear raised its head and roared in fury.

His voice boomed like thunder. "Excessive? Who knows how many students' paths as soul masters Canghui Academy has destroyed over