Withdrawal from the Academy

Everything seemed as though nothing had happened.

Zhang Fu stared at Dan Fourteen and the others, his mouth opening and closing, but in the end, he said nothing.

Even if he spoke, no one would admit it. And even if they admitted it, he had no good way to deal with it.

Even if he dealt with it, it would not achieve any substantial effect.

Besides, even he had been sick of the Sword Academy for a long time.

...As long as they had not beaten too many people to death!

Everyone should pretend that nothing had happened and not go looking for trouble.

"Get up." With a wave of his hand, his gaze shifted and settled on Ye Qiu amid the crowd.

Ye Qiu was also sizing up the old man before him. He could not see through him, nor could he understand him.

"What skill!" After a moment of mutual silence, the Head Dean spoke with undisguised amazement.

It truly was remarkable skill.

Naturally, he had learned of this matter long ago. Those top-tier lineages had all come for Ye Qiu.

What a headache.

He did not wish to handle it, nor did he have any good way to do so.

His original intention had been to let the storm rage for a while, then step forward to handle it himself when the time was right.

Perhaps he could even reap a few more benefits.

In truth, if the Dragon Clan incident had not blown up and trouble had not broken out on the Sword Academy's side as well, he had not planned to return yet. The timing was not ideal.

But he had never expected that during his brief absence, Ye Qiu would win over more than half of Myriad Laws Academy. When it came to such