When the surface time reached night, the holographic dome of the Underground City of Guangling slowly darkened.
Then the stars glittered brightly, and the moon rose.
The ventilation system sent in a gentle evening breeze, making the city's residents feel as though they were living on the surface.
Lights came on at the entrance of Hundred Battles Mecha Academy, their gentle radiance illuminating the academy's signboard.
At that moment.
Four or five black sedans came roaring down the road in front of the academy and stopped at the entrance.
The people inside did not get out. They kept honking, demanding that the school open its gates.
An old man walked out of the gatehouse and waved at them. "What are you doing?"
The window of the leading black car rolled down, and a man who looked like a personal assistant leaned out.
He was even wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night.
He said rudely, "Open the gates. We want to see the principal!"
The old man calmly asked, "You want to see the principal? Did you make an appointment?"
The assistant slapped the car door. "Old man, do you know who's behind us?"
"The entire Wu Changqing family!"
"Our young master died for no reason in your academy today."
"Mr. Wu wants to see the principal and demand an explanation."
"Don't make trouble for yourself!"
The old man laughed. "If this old man wanted to live a carefree life, he wouldn't be guarding the gates here."
"From the sound of it, you didn't make an appointment."
"If you didn't, then wait. I'll report it first."
"As for whether the principal will see you, that's another matter."
The assistant angrily said to the driver, "Stop wasting time with this old man. Ram the gate!"
The old man leisurely pointed