After Tian Chen taught them a lesson, Hu Liena and the other two finally behaved themselves.
As for Yan, Tian Chen had not struck him too hard. He had only beaten his backside raw without damaging his foundation. A few days in bed would see him right.
Qin Yuan sat on the sofa and looked at the three before him with a smile. "I never imagined we'd meet like this. As for the academy's punishment, I won't speak up for you."
"Of course, if your progress in training satisfies me, perhaps I'll change my mind."
Xie Yue was delighted to see Qin Yuan.
He, too, possessed a Blade Martial Soul. After watching Lei Meng's valiant performance at the Soul Master Tournament, he had been itching to try his hand.
Now that his wish had come true, how could he not be happy?
Hu Liena, meanwhile, thought Qin Yuan looked far too young, yet his presence bore some resemblance to her teacher's.
Perhaps Qin Yuan was not nearly as simple as he appeared. Even if he was only a Spirit Emperor, he was surely among the best at his level.
"Teacher, when do we start training?" Yan asked hoarsely, his tone ingratiating.
I should've listened.
Qin Yuan was not someone to trifle with, and Yan had now offended the dean as well. His future looked bleak.
Qin Yuan glanced him over and snapped, "How about pulling your brain out of your ass and using it? Then take a look in the mirror. You think you're in any shape to train?"
If the dean had not taken the hit for him, those beast traps would have snapped shut on Yan the moment he entered!
Yan was the sort who needed a beating. Unless someone beat him into submission, there was no telling