The article Old Yao planned to publish under his own name was titled "Truth, Philosophy, and My Worldview." At the end of the article, the author's titles read: "Member of the Wizard Alliance Grand Wizard Council, Dean of First University Jiuyou Academy, and Vice Dean of the Applied Magic Institute."
There was one more title than those previously announced: Vice Dean of the Applied Magic Institute.
That alone explained quite a lot.
Zheng Qing fell silent for a moment, then sighed softly.
"Hadn't we already guessed this might happen?" The publicly funded student curled his lip and glanced outside the classroom door. "There is nothing new under the Starry Sky... Besides, Old Yao really does have a problem."
He said the last sentence in an extremely low voice, almost a whisper.
"You're just as off as he is," Xiao Xiao muttered quietly as well.
Zheng Qing did not hear him clearly—though even if he had, he would not have argued with Doctor over that matter. He was watching the furtive figures outside, pretending to pass Room 601 by chance.
An ordinary Silent Contract could only keep people from discussing or revealing certain unpleasant topics. It could not stop them from communicating with their eyes.
Just like the suddenly increased number of young wizards outside, who kept casting "casual" glances at every student in Astronomy Class 08-1, as though they hoped to discover another monster wearing wizard skin in plain sight.
Those gazes made the atmosphere in Room 601 increasingly oppressive.
For a moment, Zheng Qing dearly wished the school had made the students sign a more advanced Silent Contract, one that could alter everyone's memories and erase the aftermath of this incident from the level of their souls. But he also knew that was highly unlikely. The use of a