Several years' worth of stale tea, and such low-quality stuff at that.
Wave after wave of nausea made his stomach churn.
Yet there seemed to be nothing he could criticize.
Liu Erlong's series of outrageous maneuvers
had truly caught him off guard.
But seeing the pitiful, aggrieved look on Liu Erlong's face, he could not lash out.
They had no money—what could he possibly say?
"Dean Liu Erlong, do not change the subject."
"We did not come here to watch you perform."
Salas's voice had turned icy.
Anyone who had taken a sip of that bizarre Full of Stars
would certainly not be in a good mood.
Liu Erlong looked at Salas with a blank expression. "I have not had the chance to ask."
"Why have Your Eminence the Platinum Bishop and Sect Master Ning honored our humble academy with your presence? What exactly brings you here?"
Even Ning Fengzhi could not help secretly admiring how convincing Liu Erlong's act was.
If he had not vaguely guessed that Tang San had tampered with those Canghui Academy students,
he might have believed that Liu Erlong truly knew nothing about it.
Salas frowned slightly.
"In the previous match, students from your academy brutally injured their opponents."
"All seven Canghui Academy team members were turned into idiots."
"Canghui Academy has now lodged a solemn protest."
"That is why the Tournament Organizing Committee formed a special investigation team."
"What? All of Canghui Academy's participating team members became idiots?"
Liu Erlong looked at Salas with a "shocked" expression.
It was as if she knew absolutely nothing about the matter.
Salas snorted coldly.
"Fine students you have taught."
"So young, yet their methods are so vicious."
"You should know the rules of the tournament."
"The tournament will never be lenient toward such deliberate acts of brutality!"