"Tonight's fireworks are even more dazzling than those on the day the late emperor was assassinated."
In the girls' dormitory, Ming Yueyan suddenly blurted out something treasonous. No one responded to her. All the princesses were staring at the night sky outside—the fireworks signaling a call for aid bloomed one after another beneath the moon, as lively as New Year's celebrations.
The Royal Academy had entered a state of emergency. All the teachers living at the academy had gathered together. Some had gone to guard the Platinum Tower, while the rest were stationed beneath the student dormitory. A moment ago, teachers had come to the dormitory to count the students and warn them not to leave under any circumstances. The teachers would protect them.
Ming Shuangli watched the teachers whispering below, then suddenly returned to the dormitory and closed the door. Calmly, she said, "Something has happened."
Everyone looked at her, but no one spoke. Ming Shuangli said, "Mietangya isn't downstairs. That's normal—Mietangya is also a student, so she should have been confined to the dormitory. Teacher Qin isn't downstairs either. That's also normal—his duty is to guard the Platinum Tower. But Nieruo isn't downstairs. That's absolutely abnormal!"
"The chaos outside has been going on for half an hour, yet Nieruo still hasn't come to protect me. That can only mean he's lost the ability to act." Ming Shuangli looked at Ming Chaoyan. "Chaoyan, can you contact your sword sheath?"
Everyone knew that Ming Chaoyan could chat with her sword sheath over a long distance. No matter how well she hid it, the dormitory was only so big. If her voice grew even slightly louder, everyone would hear her—especially since she talked in her sleep far too often...
Ming Chaoyan was silent for a moment. "She... didn't respond to me.