"What?!"
The moment Qin Cangying said those words, the entire crowd was stunned.
The master of the Martial Suppression Office, the highest leader of Martial Suppression Academy—a godlike existence in the hearts of all the people throughout the Martial Suppression Office.
And now, he actually said he wanted to take Mo Chen as his disciple?
"Prefect!"
First Elder Liu Hengshan and Second Elder Sun Shihai immediately grew anxious. They stepped forward together and cupped their hands.
"Prefect! Brother Sun and I each happen to have one disciple now, so please do not join in the fun!"
"That's right! Prefect, you personally said just now that you would wait until the next session before choosing disciples. How can you go back on your word?"
Liu Hengshan and Sun Shihai were so angry that their beards bristled and their eyes bulged.
You sneaky old bastard!
Just now, he had promised that he would wait until the next session to take disciples, leaving this session's candidates to the two of them.
How had he thrown his own promise into the dung pit in the blink of an eye?
Was that any way for a prefect to behave?
What happened to his word being as weighty as nine tripods? Had a dog eaten it?
Hearing them and seeing how desperately they argued, Qin Cangying froze for a moment.
"Did I say such a thing just now?"
Liu Hengshan and Sun Shihai both rolled their eyes.
The other elders could not help twitching at the corners of their mouths, barely restraining the urge to complain.
"Prefect, you truly have the forgetfulness of an important man..."
Sun Shihai spoke irritably, his belly full of curses.
"Prefect, you said it yourself in public. All the elders heard it, and the juniors heard it too! You would not