Old Yao was still chasing the snail.
Emma was still hanging in the sky.
Old Man Ruo Yu stood between the two Lotus Peaks, looking at the two colossal beings sitting steadily amid the sea of clouds. He remained silent for so long that even the silver wolf head atop his cane could not help lifting an eyelid to glance at him.
"Professor."
An old school worker with graying hair, standing slightly behind him, finally could not hold back and spoke softly. "The situation outside is a bit chaotic right now. No one knows what happened to Professor Monteria. Do you think..."
Whether they should issue a public warrant, conduct a private manhunt, or suppress the news, they needed to settle on a course of action.
Old Man Ruo Yu gave a soft snort.
"What do I think? What the hell can I think?"
His face darkened as he swore, something he rarely did, making him seem profoundly undignified. But it was not his fault. The New Academy had not even been established yet, and the two vice deans had already come to blows, ripping the school's dignity to shreds. The school had no dignity left—what dignity did he have to preserve?
Worst of all, even with his current abilities, he could not see where Professor Monteria had hidden. Considering the experiments Monteria had conducted before, it was deeply unsettling.
"You reap what you sow," the Vice Principal of First University said with a self-mocking smile. "Whatever vines we planted in the past, those are the fruits we must eat now... Nothing more than that."
The old school worker seemed to understand, yet not understand.
"Then now..." he asked tentatively.
"Handle everything according to the rules."
Old Man Ruo Yu seemed finally to have sorted through the tangled threads of