Meanwhile, in a teahouse in the suburbs of Lingshan City, Principal Yin arrived for an appointment.
He received the invitation last night, an invitation he could not afford to refuse.
If only Jin Fan had invited him, he could have found an excuse to decline.
Yet this time, Jin Lou, a Ninth Grade Martial Artist of the Jin Family, came to see him in person.
A Ninth Grade Martial Artist was a figure who was nearly ready to step into the Grandmaster Realm with a single step.
Principal Yin knew very well that he lacked the qualification to refuse.
Over the past year or more, his authority had been steadily undermined and stripped away.
To be honest, Principal Yin also wanted to find a backer to help him regain control of his power.
At present, in Lingshan No.1 High School, he remained the principal in name, but the core authority had already fallen into the hands of Li Yuan.
The two vice principals by his side simply ignored his directives and arrangements.
As the principal, he possessed nothing more than an empty title.
Principal Yin served as the principal of Lingshan No.1 High School for many years, and he truly could not let go of that power.
He honestly could not abandon the feeling of giving orders and being fawned over by everyone around him.
In the past, when he heard people say they could not bear to part with power, Principal Yin used to feel full of disdain.
He thought he would be very open-minded and optimistic.
Yet the reality was that he could not bear to part with any of it either.
Walking into the teahouse, he found a secluded spot and sat down.
Soon, Jin Fan and Jin Lou arrived together.
Upon seeing Jin Lou, Principal Yin