That afternoon, Huo Yuhao retraced his original route back to the academy. The instant he arrived, a crowd surrounded him.
Leading them was Director of Education Lin Jiayi. His face was dark as still water as he silently scrutinized Huo Yuhao's every move, his eyes flickering with unreadable thoughts.
"What's wrong, Director Lin? Is there something you need?" Huo Yuhao asked, feigning indifference. "Before leaving the academy, I told Senior Brother Xuan Ziwen and the uncle at the gate. I didn't sneak out without permission."
Huo Yuhao's expression was flawless. He was neither suspiciously unruffled nor excessively frightened, and he deftly steered the conversation in another direction.
"So you're Huo Yuhao?" A cold snort suddenly came from behind Lin Jiayi. "You're the one who hurt my son, Tan Yunlong?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man in a blue-green robe. He was broad and powerfully built, and his face in particular-with its protruding lips and upturned nose-looked almost exactly like Tan Yunlong's.
"And this gentleman is...?" Huo Yuhao looked at Lin Jiayi with a puzzled expression.
Lin Jiayi coughed a few times before introducing him. "Huo Yuhao, this is Tan Yunlong's father, Tan Yutou, the head of the Tan Family in Mingdu. You can call him Family Head Tan. Tan Yunlong had an accident outside the academy today, and you happened to leave around that time, so we need to ask you some questions."
Since the incident involved the Third Prince, a member of the Imperial Family, the Mingdu authorities had quickly investigated its cause. Although they had traced the explosion to a Level 7 Soul-Breaking Bomb, Old Master Sun's testimony about the man in black who had carried Ling Tian off drew everyone's attention.
After all, who was the foremost assassin on the Douluo Continent today? Huo Yuhao, of course!