The dean snorted coldly and took the letter of recommendation. He wanted to see just what relation you had to that "Grand Duke William."
He remembered that the Grand Duke's son was already over thirty, while his grandson was only a few years old. None of his other daughters matched the age requirement either. You were probably some relative, like his nephew.
Ha, surely you couldn't be some godson he had just taken in?
"Esteemed Lord Ge Fei, Dean of Purple Wind Academy, may you tread upon the Morning Star and pluck the Bright Moon."
The opening of the recommendation letter was a standard blessing. Ge Fei was now a sixth-level Morning Star Mage, while seventh-level mages were respectfully known as Bright Moon Mages.
The first few lines were nothing special. Ge Fei skimmed over them and looked at the main text below.
His eyes gradually widened.
"In the sixty short and sorrowful years of my life, I have never encountered such an outstanding, righteous, elegant, kind, handsome, and incomparably intelligent young man!"
"This bastard really had no shame at all."
"He had long since changed beyond recognition, yet he wrote down the way he used to be—that is, my image."
"I knew that he might be the mentor of my life, that he would lead me forward. Thus, I could not wait to acknowledge him as my father and enjoy the joy of having a great father."
"Only, it is a pity that the great Father Yun has taken an interest in your academy. Though he will leave me, this is Father's wish after all. I have no regrets, and I sincerely congratulate your academy on being able to share this honor with me."
Dean Ge Fei: "..."
He scratched his head, looked at the Duke's Medal at the