"Don't you feel guilty saying that? Do you really think it's reliable?"
"...It seems... not really."
Yan Shaozhe coughed lightly a few times to hide his embarrassment.
In his usual verbal sparring with Qian Duoduo, he had always held the upper hand, whether in cultivation or other matters.
But times had changed. The Martial Soul Department had truly made a complete fool of itself this time, and he no longer had any confidence when arguing with Qian Duoduo.
"But Old Qian, are you sure there's nothing wrong with your disciple?"
Yan Shaozhe abruptly changed the subject, his gaze instantly sharpening.
"From being the first to consider their physical conditions, to gathering detailed information from the medical records room, visiting students from every grade to turn it into irrefutable evidence, uniting everyone's interests to push Zhou Yi into opposition against the entire class and even half the Outer Academy, and finally confronting her in public and ruining her reputation..."
"And at the time, both you and Du Wilun were present, with hundreds of students as witnesses. No matter what, the academy had to deal with Zhou Yi, and they couldn't even punish him for it."
"That doesn't seem like something an eleven-year-old child could do. Some students who don't care about outside matters don't even know there's an infirmary in the Outer Academy after studying here for years, much less the medical records room that even I've never visited. How did he think of it?"
Qian Duoduo stopped working, and the look he gave Yan Shaozhe turned equally serious.
"I trust my disciple," he said in a low voice.
"You trust him? That can't serve as evidence or justification. What if he's an undercover agent cultivated by the Sun Moon Empire since childhood? Don't forget, he's an orphan. And don't forget