With an impatient sweep of Yan Shaozhe's hand, several quick-witted teachers nearby immediately stepped forward and mercilessly dragged Zhou Yi out by force like a dead dog.
Looking at the bloodstains left on the floor, Yan Shaozhe snorted coldly to himself.
A useless idiot who ruined more than she accomplished!
If not for the sake of Fan Yu from the Soul Guidance Department, the Sea God Pavilion would have kicked this waste, who knew only how to stir up trouble, out of the academy long ago.
Although, in today's Shrek Academy, loudly promoting the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul proposed by Yu Xiaogang—the so-called Teacher of the Gods and the continent's foremost theoretical Grandmaster from ten thousand years ago—
was absolute political correctness within the academy, among those who had risen to the upper ranks, who didn't understand the truth perfectly well?
Put bluntly, that thing was merely a fig leaf draped over them to preserve the Sea God's orthodoxy.
Only brainless fools like Zhou Yi would treat it as sacred doctrine, even revering it like a god in the classroom.
After handling this minor incident, Yan Shaozhe turned around.
His imposing face instantly filled with a kind, benevolent smile like a spring breeze and gentle rain.
"Little friend Jiang Chuan, what happened just now must have given you quite a fright.
Rest assured and study peacefully at the academy. As dean, I guarantee that such absurdity will never happen again."
Yan Shaozhe comforted him in a gentle tone, then pointed to an elegant-looking male teacher outside the door.
"Starting today, Teacher Wang Yan will serve as the new homeroom teacher of your Freshman Class One."
Tang San merely nodded calmly, without the slightest ripple in his heart.
Since that wrinkled old hag had dared to harbor murderous intent