Finger Ball
As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.
They'd just come up with a plan to upgrade the laboratory, and now such a golden opportunity had come knocking. How could he pass it up?
Huh?
Although, judging by his expression, Li Weixuan clearly hadn't expected the support to come in the form of hardware.
His surprise lasted only an instant. Soon he laughed heartily and looked around.
"Professor Fu, your place is indeed a little bare. I'll make sure they know what's needed and have them provide everything."
Li Weixuan was quite generous about such a small request.
"Thanks for the effort."
Once everything was settled, he didn't linger. He nodded to Fu Qian and took his leave.
His first few dealings with this newly appointed demigod of the academy had hardly been pleasant. They'd even had a minor clash.
Fu Qian's ruthless, decisive style had left a deep impression. He'd already executed both students and instructors.
On top of that, he'd maliciously abducted a rising star. Plenty of people within the Sword Participation Institute had voiced their disapproval.
But that was only what it looked like on the surface. Li Weixuan knew full well that Fu Qian had repeatedly turned the tide at critical moments, preventing the academy from suffering even greater losses. His actions had gone far beyond the Department of Punishment's responsibilities.
Later, he'd even become the academy's newest demigod.
Perhaps he had a few secrets, but what high-ranking Transcendent didn't?
Now, faced with a small problem that had practically been dropped in his lap, Fu Qian had been told several times that he could refuse. His response had said more than enough.
Dean Cas's judgment really could be trusted!
Li Weixuan would never