Xuan Zi: Yan Shaozhe, I order you to strike the Demon Pill fiercely

After Yan Shaozhe left.

Du Weilun did not hesitate in the slightest, sitting down in the chair that belonged to the Dean. "Is Elder Xuan really going head-to-head with Yan Shaozhe? To actually lay a hand on a young girl like Ma Xiaotao?"

"It's no wonder, though; being harassed like this every single day, even a Title Douluo wouldn't be able to handle it!"

"Yo, I've only been gone a moment, how did you end up becoming the Dean?"

Feng Yan kicked open the door to the Dean's office and, without standing on ceremony, found a lounge chair to the side and reclined.

Du Weilun immediately and skillfully fished a canister of tea leaves from a drawer and brewed two cups, his movements fluid and practiced.

It was clear he had long since mapped out the hiding spots for every valuable item in the Dean's office.

"My dear Master of Theory, this is a rare tea that Dean Yan has treasured for a long time. He usually can't even bear to drink it himself; one cup is enough to make one feel incredibly refreshed and at ease."

Because Yan Shaozhe hadn't given a clear answer as to whether he recognized him, Du Weilun could only tear up from the temptation of the tea's aroma as he began to host him through his tears.

Feng Yan hooked his index finger, and the teacup in Du Weilun's hand slowly floated over.

He then lifted the cup to take a sniff, squinting at Du Weilun, finding this Director of Education quite interesting.

"Do you recognize what this is?" Feng Yan tossed a small, hammer-shaped token, which had a Clear Sky Hammer engraved upon it.

Du Weilun caught it steadily and examined it closely. "It has a Clear Sky Hammer engraved on it. Are