"The three chief deans are dead! The Spirit Hall's Holy Son killed them, and a group of Spirit Kings did it!"
"What kind of Soul Ring Configuration is that? Yellow, purple, black, black, black—it has to be fake! How could anyone have Soul Rings like that?"
"The Crown Prince is here! The Royal Knights have arrived!"
Only when Crown Prince Xue Qinghe arrived did many of the teachers dare approach.
Xue Qinghe rode in on horseback, followed by a group of Soul Master knights.
His expression was grim. Su Wen had refused the Worship Hall's orders and had even acted so brazenly.
More than anything, he was shocked and astonished. The Titled Douluo behind Su Wen hadn't even stepped in, yet Su Wen had acted personally—and succeeded!
Was Su Wen really this powerful already?
Xue Qinghe dismounted, and even the ground beneath his feet felt scorching hot.
The surrounding knights closed in, surrounding Su Wen on all sides.
Every knight was on high alert. They didn't know the details, but the destruction all around them was enough to show that the man before them was no ordinary opponent.
She looked at Su Wen, shocked and furious. Under the gaze of so many people, she demanded, "Your Highness the Holy Son, don't you owe us an explanation?"
"I really am sorry about the damage around here. I'll compensate you for everything at its full value!"
Su Wen smiled. "Once you've made a list, send it straight to the Holy Temple. You'll receive every coin you're owed!"
Xue Qinghe was speechless. The Royal Academy teachers who had gathered around them were even angrier.
He had killed three chief deans, and now he thought he could brush it off with Gold Soul Coins?
"Your Highness the Holy Son, do you think the three