Debate

Once the scene had been brought under control, Yun Di finally recovered a little strength. Without hesitation, he pulled a bottle from his robes, poured out a pill, and swallowed it. After gasping for quite some time, he finally recovered by the time the vice dean had finished venting his fury. It could not be called a full recovery—he could merely stand up and speak normally again. His endurance truly was terrible.

"It was him, it was all him! If not for that bastard, how could I have been injured? I'll make him die!" The moment he recovered, Yun Di pointed at Huo Hai and began cursing loudly. He even wanted to rush over and attack Huo Hai.

If he had not taken Huo Hai's strength into consideration—his ability to easily deal with two Spirit Practitioner Realm guards—he probably would have truly rushed over. Of course, there were no longer two guards now, but one. The one who had attacked him earlier had already been abandoned.

"Hmph." The vice dean snorted coldly, and a powerful aura flashed past. Pressed down by that aura, Yun Di's voice abruptly stopped. At least he had not become stupid beyond all limits. Once he calmed down, cold sweat immediately drenched him. The man before him was the Academy's vice dean; Yun Di had known that from his first day here. Even his imperial father had to show the vice dean a certain degree of respect.

In terms of status, the vice dean stood far above a prince like him, one with no achievements to speak of. The moment he understood his situation, Yun Di immediately fell silent. Yet the venom in his eyes only deepened.

The vice dean was somewhat irritated. Turning around, he saw Huo Hai and the others by the doorway. He