Prince Xue Xing gritted his teeth and rapidly weighed his options.
Since we've already torn off all pretense, I might as well use this madman to eliminate them all and spare myself trouble down the road.
If His Majesty holds anyone accountable, I'll pin everything on Dugu Bo.
This madman never follows the rules anyway, and he's a Titled Douluo. Even if His Majesty gets angry, there's nothing he can do to him.
"Mr. Dugu, this is bad!"
"The three board members are the Second Prince's men. You can't afford to offend the people backing the Second Prince!"
Dugu Bo glanced at Prince Xue Xing.
"Such arrogance."
He snorted, his tone even more brazen and casual than before, as though he had heard a joke that wasn't particularly funny.
"Can't afford to offend them? I'd like to see just who I can't afford to offend."
A voice came from below.
"Grandpa, stop fighting! If you keep causing trouble at the academy, I'm going to get angry!"
Dugu Bo abruptly stopped in his tracks.
He stood atop the wreckage of the half-collapsed teaching building, his blue-green robes snapping in the wind, but his expression had already become entirely different.
He glanced down and curled his lips into a smile as friendly as that of an older boy from next door.
His face was no longer fierce, his eyes were clear, and his smile had turned kindly.
Dugu Yan continued, "Did you hear me? I'll count to three. If you don't agree, I won't speak to you for a whole month. One..."
"Don't, don't, don't!"
Dugu Bo hurriedly waved his hands, a gesture entirely at odds with his status as a Titled Douluo.
"Grandpa will listen to you. I'll listen, all right?"
He turned to look at Prince Xue Xing.
He brushed