I'm Taking a Nap, Don't Disturb Me

"Damn it, what rotten luck."

When Zhao Ruiming walked out of the office carrying his belongings, he could not help but curse aloud.

No matter what, he would have to bear responsibility for the demons' move.

The only difference was whether he lived or died.

Instead, Director Zhang had taken the blame.

With a sigh, Zhao Ruiming turned and glanced at the office. After receiving the news, he had already had all the tunnels sealed shut.

Everything had returned to normal.

He did not know who would take over his position, but he knew it definitely would not be a good person.

The higher-ups had replaced eight presidents in one stroke, showing no respect at all for Zhao Ruiming, a council member of the Joint Conference.

Perhaps before long, even his so-called council seat would be gone.

Heh.

Zhao Ruiming gave a cold laugh and carried his belongings outside.

The weather was nice today, and the sun shone brightly.

On days like this in the past, the students would already have been outside, basking in the sun and taking walks.

Unfortunately, after the hunting incident, Third Cultivation University had been sealed off once more.

As he passed the square,

the smell of blood had yet to fade. That Director Zhang had only died moments ago.

"President Zhao..."

As he reached the school gates, he happened to run into a vice president. The man wore a helpless expression, his face looking extremely grim.

"Don't call me President Zhao anymore. With nothing to do, my whole body feels lighter. From now on, this old man will be retiring."

Zhao Ruiming chuckled. There was none of a Heaven-rank cultivator's pressure about him; he looked like an ordinary old man.

"We were all innocent victims. Who could have known Director Zhang would arrive too