A Howling Letter was a magical letter used to directly convey the sender's displeasure and anger to the recipient through the stationery. It was usually red.
Just like the color painted on the enormous lips floating before Zheng Qing at that moment.
Seeing that the huge mouth seemed to want to shout something else, the young publicly funded student reacted with swift eyes and hands. Like a Western cowboy in a duel, he swiftly drew his Colt Python and fired.
Bang!
The Pale blue Talisman Bomb flashed past and blasted the huge mouth to pieces in midair.
Only then did the other Student Union officers come back to their senses.
The office fell silent.
"Didn't you say you'd filtered out all high-risk mail?" the young publicly funded student asked stiffly, forcing a polite smile onto his face.
"Howling Letters aren't included," a first-year witch answered weakly, raising her hand as though responding to a question in class. "After all, we can't stop students' parents from yelling at their own children..."
"But you," another second-year Student Union officer said, his gaze falling on the talisman gun in the wizard's hand, his expression somewhat tense. "Is that the talisman gun you used to injure Sephrano?"
This was yet another legendary, glorious episode in Zheng Qing's history.
After all, Sephrano was now Augustus of Alpha Academy. Not just anyone had the chance to blast him into serious injury with a single shot—though Zheng Qing was still carrying the related disciplinary punishment, what he had done was greatly admired by Jiuyou Academy students.
"No, not this one."
The young publicly funded student remembered the school's restrictions and immediately denied it. "...This gun only has a few ordinary talisman bombs loaded in it."
The tall thin male wizard who had brought Zheng Qing to the