Hei Lin no longer looked at Guang Biao, sprawled on the ground like mud, or at the accomplices trembling in silence...
Under countless gazes filled with fear, awe, fanaticism, or blank disbelief...
The terrifying golden light and pressure around him receded like the tide.
He returned to his calm appearance, as though none of what had just happened had anything to do with him. Turning, he parted the crowd and strode away toward Mu Chen's forging room.
When Bai Lin entered Mu Chen's private forging room, which was filled with the scent of metal and fire, Mu Chen was studying a forging blueprint with complete focus.
Seeing his most treasured disciple enter, the normally imposing president immediately broke into a delighted smile. He set down the blueprint and went to greet him.
"Wulin!"
"You're finally here. Your teacher has missed you to death!"
"Come on, take a look at this rare metal your teacher just acquired..."
However, Bai Lin did not wear his usual excited expression. Instead, he looked somewhat awkward and grave.
He respectfully bowed to his teacher.
Then, he recounted everything that had happened at Eastsea Academy's entrance exactly as it had occurred, including how he had severely injured Guang Biao.
As Bai Lin spoke, the smile on Mu Chen's face gradually vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression that made one's heart tremble.
Though he did not deliberately release his aura, the warm air in the forging room seemed to plunge to freezing point in an instant.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
Mu Chen's voice was terrifyingly low.
"A mere mecha brigade captain..."
"After indulging his younger brother's crimes, he actually dared to gather a mob, assault the academy, and threaten my disciple!"
He abruptly looked at Bai Lin. His eyes were filled with undisguised concern and tension as