Although Wang Minglun still felt uncomfortable, things had come to this point, and he didn't dare fall out with Sun Xijian. He could only direct all his boundless resentment at Xu Yi.
"Fine. You want to compete with me? Couldn't be better. I'd like to see whether you're even worthy of being Vice-Dean's former star pupil. Draw a question."
Wang Minglun held his breath, focusing intently, his face cold and stern.
Xu Yi smiled faintly and turned his gaze to the question box nearby. He sent out a stream of spiritual energy, and a flat slip of paper flew out. Before it had even settled, everyone in the hall could see the question written on it: Which of the three medicinal properties of the He Ye Fruit combined best with Earth Spirit Quality?
Wang Minglun snorted. "You go first. I'm afraid that once I start talking, you won't get another chance."
"Brother Wang said exactly what I was thinking. Since I drew the question, naturally I'll let you answer first. That way, if you lose the contest, you won't start whining about unfairness. With your character, Brother Wang, you're quite capable of doing just that."
Wang Minglun took a deep breath, striving to filter out the venom Xu Yi was spewing, then said in a ringing voice, "You're asking for death. Don't blame me for giving it to you."
He planned to wait until Xu Yi had drunk the Water of Oblivion, then ask him about his relationship with the Vice-Dean. Even if the Vice-Dean flew into a rage, he wouldn't care. By then, he'd already have gone to Central Academy, and a mere vice-dean from the Southern Academy certainly couldn't reach all the way there.
Originally, he'd only stepped in to lend support. He had no particular feelings for