"A real teacher?"
Old Bi froze. Hadn't Elder Bai been so thoroughly defeated that he'd gone muddleheaded? At a critical moment like this, why was he still spouting nonsense?
A teacher? Weren't you the teacher of the new technique? Its creator, even!
If you couldn't handle it, did you think someone else could?
Facing Old Bi's look of have you got rust in your brain?, Elder Bai offered no explanation. He drew a deep breath, shook his head with a bitter smile, and said, "Let's go!"
"Go?" Old Bi did not understand.
Elder Bai did not answer. He simply rose and headed outside. Seeing this, Old Bi hurried after him.
Very quickly, he discovered that Elder Bai was not heading toward the students, nor was he going to find the other elders. Instead, he led Old Bi straight out of the academy and toward the deep mountains of this grotto-heaven paradise.
"No, Elder Bai, where are you going?"
"Of course, to find someone who truly entered the gate and mastered the new technique, and ask him to take charge of the situation."
Entered the gate? Mastered it?
Old Bi blanked out for a moment. Then suddenly, a figure he had not seen in fifty years appeared in his mind.
Though he had kept an eye on Jin all these years, preventing that fellow from going after that exceptionally gifted one, Jin had in fact behaved himself. Over the decades, the number of students he devoured had also greatly decreased.
As for Li Su himself, Bi had barely seen him. Only now, thinking back, did he realize in astonishment that the person who had left the academy fifty years ago had not returned even once in all those fifty years.
Remembering this now, Old Bi suddenly jolted awake. Right—they had a