"This man is utterly arrogant. If we don't knock him down a peg, Six-Platform Mountain Dao Academy will become a den of cowards!"
"If you ask me, he doesn't have any real skill. It's all just sleight of hand meant to scare people!"
"Fight it is, then. But let's make this clear beforehand: if he loses, he'd better not say we bullied him!"
"Exactly. Don't let him turn around and accuse us of bullying the young or ganging up on him!"
"Dean, you..."
The discussion gradually died down.
Every gaze gathered on the aged face seated above, whose expression was impossible to read.
Six-Platform Mountain had not seen such a major incident in a long time.
Behind the Daoist masters' bravado lay unease and apprehension.
Over the past two days, Xie Chen's strength had been obvious to all.
Calling it mere luck would have been rather far-fetched.
If they truly came to blows, there was a high chance something unexpected would happen.
After all, Daoist arts were extraordinary skills capable of facing a hundred opponents alone...
But if the dean stepped in,
perhaps their odds of winning would be more secure!
"I believe this is inappropriate. It would be best to avoid it if possible..." The dean finally spoke in a low, drawn-out voice.
The discipline teacher immediately slammed his hand on the table and rose. "Dean, don't tell me you're afraid?!"
Ever since he had agreed to let the production crew come film here, he had felt that something was off.
Every clue hinted at something strange...
The dean, whose expression had been indifferent until then, suddenly sharpened his gaze and turned toward the discipline teacher. "What do you mean by that? Do you need me to remind you how the vice dean fell ill?!"
The moment those words