You look like you've recovered a lot since we last met!
Li Weixuan's words drew no disagreement from Fu Qian. He even took the opportunity to size up the dean of the Sword Participation Institute.
This genius, who had already crossed the threshold of demigodhood only to be kicked back down by Fu Qian, seemed not only to have avoided any lingering trauma, but to have made further progress during his recovery.
With resilience like that, it was no wonder Professor Ian had ultimately resorted to crooked methods when he had a rival like this.
"Then let's get straight to it."
Li Weixuan seemed rather pleased by Fu Qian's cooperation as he flipped through the stack of documents in front of him.
"Based on what we know so far, not long ago you forced your way into the Spirit Ash Institute, injured staff members, and personally killed Professor Ian. I'd like to confirm: is that true?"
"That's right. I did it."
As soon as Li Weixuan finished speaking, Fu Qian admitted it without hesitation, promptly stirring up a commotion among the people from the Spirit Ash Institute.
"What was your reason?"
Li Weixuan's expression was serious.
"Well..."
Before answering, Fu Qian glanced toward the Spirit Ash Institute. Ignoring the many angry faces, he fixed his gaze on Weilong and smiled faintly.
"Doing my duty."
The next moment, he answered with complete conviction.
"Ridding the world of evil" would have been a rather immature excuse, so Fu Qian had wisely avoided using it.
"Could you explain in more detail?"
The answer certainly demanded a vivid imagination. Amid the general astonishment, the person beside Li Weixuan flipped through the documents in their hands with a rustle before finally speaking up.
"It's simple."
Fu Qian wore the solemn expression of someone reminiscing