On the way to the dormitories, Zhao He asked Xue Ping, who was leading the way, "Will that Vice President make trouble for me?"
Xue Ping gave a bitter smile. "The Vice President is not entirely unreasonable. He is merely somewhat mischievous by nature and enjoys tormenting people."
After a pause, he added, "You students are still better off. He is mindful of your identities, so even if he truly intends to tease you, he will find a passable excuse. But we academic officers are different."
At this, helplessness flickered in Xue Ping's eyes.
Once, an academic officer admitted a student who had been born with an eye disease. No one knew how that student had offended the Vice President's eyes, but he was dealt such blows that his state of mind collapsed, and in a fit of anger, he withdrew from the academy.
That was not even the end of it. Afterwards, he berated the academic officer who had admitted the student, scolding him until he wished he could burrow into the ground. The officer remained dejected for a long time.
Zhao He frowned deeply. "Heavenly God Academy is renowned far and wide. How can its Vice President... be such a person?"
Xue Ping smiled bitterly. "Though that man is mischievous and enjoys teasing people, his strength is formidable—perhaps not even inferior to President Hua Yao's. Thus, while quite a few people resent him, they dare be angry but dare not speak."
Zhao He fell silent. Fine, then. This Vice President possessed such profound strength after all. No wonder he could act with utter impunity.
Setting everything else aside, although Heavenly God Academy was merely an academy, it had two Mahayana Stage venerables. Across the entire human race, it still counted as a major power.
Xue Ping slowed slightly