Led by the commander of the Sky Wolf Guard, the Rong Tribe warriors rose in unison and stared expressionlessly at Yang Ling.
The Star-Gazing Academy Head's gaze shifted, but he said nothing.
Zhang Xuanshui, Gu Weizhou, and the others were clearly taken aback as well. Surprise flashed in their eyes, but they remained silent, waiting to see what would happen.
Xu Wuji choked on a mouthful of phlegm and stared wide-eyed at Yang Ling.
Zhao Zheng's scalp tingled, and he hurriedly shot Xie Jinjia a meaningful look.
"Director Yang, what exactly are you trying to do?!"
Xie Jinjia sprang to his feet.
"Sit down first, Vice Minister Xie. I'm carrying out official business. If you have any questions, everything will become clear shortly."
Yang Ling spoke.
Xie Jinjia took a deep breath, a hint of suspicion suddenly flashing in his eyes.
Could our side be about to make a move against the Rong Tribe?
So suddenly?
How could I, the Right Vice Minister of War, not have received any word?
Yet Yang Ling looked so calm and composed, not at all like someone who had lost his mind. It was truly difficult to tell.
Eagle Taisui suddenly laughed. "Just sit down, Vice Minister Xie. I'd also like to see what this young Director Yang is up to.
"Slandering a Second-Grade Human Immortal is an outrageous offense, even if I am from the Rong Tribe.
"If he cannot provide a proper explanation, I will personally call him to account today."
Xie Jinjia frowned slightly and looked toward the Star-Gazing Academy Head.
The expressions of Zhang Xuanshui and the others shifted. At a time like this, the best course for the Star-Gazing Academy was to stay out of it and follow the rules.
But they were not the only ones present today.