"Later today, I'll have Director Du deliver the money to you."
"Director Du, you don't need to leave with me. You still need to handle the aftermath."
With those words, Yan Shaozhe left.
Even if Du Weilun had ten thousand objections, he could only nod and agree.
Everywhere he looked was a mess.
The students Zhou Yi had injured were either lying on the ground or barely managing to stand with someone supporting them.
What a fucking disaster.
Du Weilun sighed helplessly inwardly. If anything happened to these children, even ten thousand deaths wouldn't absolve Zhou Yi of her guilt.
"Teacher, it's just ahead. We're almost there."
Just then, Xiao Xiao arrived with a group of people wearing white robes.
They were all medical staff from Shrek Academy, a team composed entirely of healing-type soul masters.
Their leader was a Soul Saint with the Tree of Life martial soul. Under his treatment, the dozen or so injured students were able to move on their own within moments.
Although they were still some way from fully recovering, they were much better than before.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Du Weilun praised Xiao Xiao. "You were able to stay calm and make a decision at a critical moment. Very good. I'll apply to the academy for a reward for you later. For now, everyone should go back and rest."
His tone brooked no argument.
Xiao Xiao, the other students from Class One of the first year, and the medical team all had the sense to leave.
"Come with me for now."
He couldn't just leave them standing around on the playground, so Du Weilun could only find somewhere for Qin Xiao and Meng Hongchen to settle in temporarily.
Elsewhere.
Yan Shaozhe silently led Zhou Yi to Sea God's Pavilion.
"Dean,