"Lan Qinghua!" The Soul Douluo's voice suddenly turned gloomy. "Do you still think you're some innocent twenty-year-old girl? You're already over fifty, so what are you pretending to be so reserved for? Who knows how many men have had you behind closed doors!"
After the furious insult came the threat. He stared fixedly at Lan Qinghua's full breasts beneath her collar, his clouded eyes filled with impatient desire. "Though I may not be able to make trouble for your academy directly, I can still use the influence of the great nobles behind me to pass word upward and reduce the support given to Skywater Academy! You'd better think this through! Some things don't need us to tear our faces apart to get done. Dean Lan is a smart woman. You should understand what I mean."
Yet even so, Lan Qinghua did not waver in the slightest.
"Please do as you wish." Her voice was cold as frost.
Just then, Shui Bing'er heard movement from inside. Worried, she pushed open the door and rushed in.
"Teacher!"
What she saw was the old Soul Douluo reaching out as if to touch her teacher, while Lan Qinghua had already activated Martial Soul Possession, frost covering her entire body as she faced him down.
A trace of worry flashed through Lan Qinghua's eyes.
She knew that the old Soul Douluo across from her only dared to talk. He absolutely would not dare to truly make a move. He had merely been putting on a show just now.
But now that her disciple had barged in, that old man might very well take out his anger on her.
Sure enough, that was exactly what happened.
When the old Soul Douluo saw Shui Bing'er barge through the door, he shot her an angry glance and roared,