"Six sets of Purple-Grade Mecha?"
"That'll barely do. Now get lost."
Yun Ming wasn't an unreasonable man.
The Purple-Grade Mecha were just right for the Dragon Clan Squad, so he knew when to quit while he was ahead.
There was nothing he could do about Long Chen's martial soul, and he deeply sympathized with him,
but one matter was one matter, and another was another.
He wanted a proper response to what had happened to Ji Fengyu.
The three Sun Moon teachers had shown decent sincerity, so he magnanimously forgave them.
"We're even."
"Consider this matter settled."
"I don't want to hear anyone discussing it again."
"Understood?"
Yun Ming raised his arm.
Sky-Piercing Sun was poised to strike.
"Understood, understood!"
The three Sun Moon teachers nodded frantically, wanting to cry but finding no tears.
This damned harbinger of disaster!
What did he mean, even?!
They had lost a Holy Light Dragon and six sets of Purple-Grade Mecha, and had even been beaten up,
losing the lady and the troops to boot.
And that made them even?
Still, with so many powerful figures taking action, settling the aftermath at such a small cost was already pretty good.
The teachers from the Sun Moon Royal Academy wiped away their tears and bravely led Long Chen and the others away,
leaving this place of heartbreak.
"Fengyu, are you all right?"
The moment the other side left, Mu Ye dropped the act and carefully inspected Ji Fengyu's body like a fussing mother.
Only after confirming that Ji Fengyu's face was unharmed did he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
The Body Sect was currently making its living off that face.
Nothing could be allowed to happen to Ji Fengyu's face, or their finances would dry up.
"I'm fine."
"With Her Holiness Holy Spirit