Half an hour later, many young disciples of the Star-Gazing Academy walked out of the Iron Garment Division looking utterly bewildered.
They exchanged glances, words hovering on their lips, looking somewhat lost.
"The young master is out!"
A middle-aged man dressed like a steward hurried over to one of the Star-Gazing Academy disciples with several servants, his face full of excitement.
"Young master, are you all right? The family has heard what happened to the academy. What exactly are they trying to do? How dare they move against the academy?"
As he spoke, he glared fiercely at the Iron Garment guards by the main gate.
The Star-Gazing Academy disciple nearly had the soul frightened out of him. He grabbed them and hurried away.
Similar scenes kept unfolding outside the Iron Garment Division.
Some had family members come for them, while others were met by servants.
Some had no one waiting for them.
In short, all the Star-Gazing Academy disciples who were allowed to leave the Iron Garment Division became very quiet once they stepped outside. After a brief daze, they hurried away.
The courtyard of the Command Division's Third Office.
After ninety percent of the Star-Gazing Academy disciples were released, the place suddenly felt much emptier.
Only the core members of the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Grades were not allowed to leave.
Among them, Zheng Hai's other personal disciples, all Fifth-Grade elder scholars, had ninety-five percent of their cultivation stripped away by Yang Ling himself. They were then sent to prison along with the academy's other core members.
The officials from the various ministries watched from beginning to end, not daring to make a sound.
Their gazes fell in unison on the Third Prince, who was still unconscious.
"My lord, how should we deal with the Third Prince? Should we