"Just in case Qin Leyin can also borrow the Mental Sea of the Platinum Tower..."
"There's no need to worry about that. The Platinum Tower will recognize only one master. Other than the principal, no one else can operate the Platinum Tower. Otherwise, the Imperial Academy would have created the position of Vice Principal long ago."
"How will Lou Yinhai be dealt with?"
"That night, Lou Yinhai will be transferred to the outer districts of Flame Capital. It will take him at least half an hour to return to the academy, which will be more than enough time for everyone to blow up the Platinum Tower."
"What if the teachers residing in the Imperial Academy come to provide support..."
"Do as you please, but if possible, try to show some mercy. The Imperial Academy's teachers are all practical and benevolent people. They are by no means our enemies."
One question after another was answered, and one arrangement after another was issued. In barely a dozen minutes, this earth-shaking assassination plan had already begun to take shape. There was a reason the discussion had gone so quickly: they had all tacitly ignored one crucial issue—how to retreat.
Because bringing it up would be useless.
Not to mention that causing trouble in Flame Capital already meant a death sentence. If Cha Huan truly died, then if even one of the people involved managed to escape Flame Capital, it would count as a disgrace to Flame Capital's martial pillars.
Cha Huan had been the Imperial Academy's principal for more than twenty years. His students were spread across the world, and his reputation resounded everywhere. Everyone praised him. Whether they hated or respected him, his death had to be marked by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Moreover, several of Flame