The moment Zhao Feng finished speaking, shock swept through the hall.
"What? He's going to mobilize the Martial Suppression Guard to surround Cloud Crane Academy? Has he gone mad?"
"Cloud Crane Academy is the foremost institution of the Confucian School! Its students and old associates are spread across the land. How dare he! I think he's bluffing!"
"He wouldn't dare actually do it!"
Amid the discussion, Yue Lang had already stepped forward and fired a signal arrow through the window. It shot out with a whoosh, followed by a bang!
An enormous firework burst over the Upper Capital.
It was the signal for the entire Martial Suppression Bureau to assemble. Almost simultaneously, shrill whistles rang out across the Upper Capital as Zhao Feng's orders were relayed down through the ranks!
"He really did it. He's insane!"
The guests were aghast. Only Su Qingwan remained calm, wearing an expression that said she had known all along.
"Let's go. Escort them to Cloud Crane Academy!"
Zhao Feng ordered the Martial Suppression Guards who had surged up from below to march Fei Yuanzhong and Xiao Fan downstairs.
"Something momentous is going to happen in the Upper Capital on this Mid-Autumn night. Let's all go and see!"
"Let's go together!" Qin Guanyue and Xie Yungui exchanged a glance and rose as well.
"Zhao Feng is probably going to suffer a serious setback," Ye Wuya said.
"Cloud Crane Academy has centuries of foundations behind it and holds an extraordinary position in Great Yan. Even His Majesty wouldn't move against it lightly. Zhao Feng has kicked an iron plate this time. Let's go and see." As he spoke, he glanced discreetly at Su Qingwan. Once things became impossible to resolve, he could offer a few words of mediation as the heir of the thousand-year-old Ye family.