The atmosphere at the scene suddenly grew tense to the extreme.
The elders all held their breath.
Long Yeyue was a Limit Douluo.
Her strength ranked among the very best of all the elders.
If she truly became enraged...
Elder Ye might not be able to withstand it.
At that moment, a gentle breeze arose.
The wind blew from the seat of honor, soft and mild.
It carried a calming rhythm, like a pair of invisible hands smoothing away the unrest in the air.
Yun Ming frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping between Long Yeyue and Elder Ye as he spoke in a calm, gentle tone.
"Sister Yue, Elder Ye."
"Please give me this much respect."
His voice was not loud.
Yet the weight within that calmness caused everyone present to unconsciously rein in their auras.
Although Long Yeyue still looked displeased, she did not continue to lash out.
She snorted coldly and leaned back into her chair, turning her gaze toward the window and no longer looking at anyone.
Elder Ye, meanwhile, nodded to Yun Ming and said nothing more.
The reason he was dissatisfied was still because of Long Yeyue's actions back then, which had brought many problems upon the academy.
That slap had felt satisfying, but the chain reaction that followed had exceeded everyone's expectations.
The Spirit Pagoda had gone directly from ally to opponent.
Although many elders dared not voice their anger because of Elder Bei and because Long Yeyue was now a Limit Douluo, there would always be elders who were unafraid.
After all, no matter how angry Long Yeyue became...
Could she really kill him?
Yun Ming then looked around.
His gaze slowly swept across the face of every elder. It was unhurried, yet carried a steady weight.
The elders who had been speaking so