Andrew stared intently at the Headmaster, his green eyes openly scrutinizing him. He clearly harbored serious doubts about the Headmaster's words.
Although the Headmaster had yet to step into the Sea of Fate, his standing in academic circles was far from low. Otherwise, the White Dragon Holy Academy would never have hired him as a department dean back then.
Someone like him would be an honored guest even among the Great Lord factions. Becoming a Chief Academic Officer would be no problem at all. Even among the factions of the Ten Great Lords, he could still attain a fairly high position. If he worked under Empress Xi, then even if he could not reach the level of the Ten Great Liches, he would at the very least become the Chief Academic Officer of the Space Department!
Xi Ye was only a low-level Little Lord, with too small a foundation to sign the Headmaster directly. That part was perfectly normal. But to attract someone like this to join him without revealing even a bit of his core secrets? Andrew did not believe that for a second.
Faced with Andrew's undisguised gaze, the Headmaster pursed his lips. He found it difficult to explain.
Could he really say that the latter part of his life had gone so miserably that he had been lured over by a Little Lord merely because the latter presented him with a batch of genius students?
That would be too embarrassing.
Forget it. He might as well let the other party misunderstand him.
Seeing the Headmaster keep a stern face and remain silent, Andrew did not continue questioning him. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Xi Ye.
This fellow was indeed more interesting than he had imagined. There was sealing power left behind by some great figure within