That man was Yu Xiaogang. His Soul Power Level had broken through the bottleneck that had held him back for many years, reaching level fifty-two.
Xiao Yun withdrew his Spiritual Sense without drawing attention to it, merely leaving a mark at that location.
Liu Erlong had already entered the academy gates. Having received word, Flender immediately led Zhao Wuji and several others out from the direction of the academy's main building to greet her.
Flender wore a faded gray robe, his smile warm and enthusiastic, while Zhao Wuji's expression did not change much.
Besides the two of them, several instructors Liu Erlong had known before stood beneath the corridor. Some recognized her and nodded in her direction.
Flender stepped forward two paces. "Erlong, why did you suddenly come back? You didn't even let us know in advance."
Liu Erlong's tone was calm. "I came back to handle something. I won't be staying long."
Flender's gaze fell upon Xiao Yun again. His smile stiffened slightly for an instant before quickly returning to normal. "Young Master Xiao is here as well. Please, come in."
Liu Erlong did not immediately bring up relocating the grave and followed Flender into the academy.
As they passed through the plaza and the two rows of Teaching Buildings, she discovered that the academy's atmosphere was no longer quite the same as when she had left.
In the past, students would gather in the corridors or beside the plaza to talk during breaks, with the occasional few chasing each other for a few steps. Now, most hurried past with their heads lowered. No one spoke loudly, and nearly everyone bore bruises or signs of bandaging to varying degrees. When a young student passed by, a ring of bandages that had yet to lose its swelling showed beneath his