Old Yao was an old demon.
Zheng Qing knew this, and he believed the school's upper administration—including the principal, the Vice Principal, and some of the senior professors—should have known this secret as well.
But a secret was a secret precisely because it was not suitable for everyone to know.
For example, ordinary faculty and staff.
For example, the school's students.
And, for example, the parents of off-campus students, as well as the staff of certain Wizard Alliance institutions.
First University employing a Great Demon as a professor was already shocking enough. If that Great Demon also became the dean of one of First University's four major academies, it would not merely be frightening—it would be chilling, enough to make people doubt the world itself and their entire lives.
Zheng Qing could fully imagine how chaotic all of First University would become tomorrow morning because of this report.
He did not know whether it was an illusion, but he even felt that while he had been spacing out, massive clashes between students had already erupted outside the window, with flames soaring into the sky and spells flying everywhere.
Naturally, the opposing sides would be Alpha students wanting to "uphold justice" and "bring down demons," and the red-robed students striving to defend their own dean. Perhaps Linzhong Lake mermen, Silent Forest centaurs, and even North District Wizards would be involved as well.
The young publicly funded student could not help turning to glance out the window.
A faint sliver of moonlight gleamed in the pitch-black night. With its usual calm and serenity, the darkness told the young wizard that the scenes which had just surfaced in his mind were all illusions.
Unlike the male wizard's intense inner turmoil.
After hearing Dylan's earthshaking news, Dormitory 403 fell completely silent.
At some point,