"Everyone, can't you do me this one favor?" Old Ninth went around the furious Old Feng and looked at the others.
Compared with Old Feng, the others were clearly much more agreeable.
Capital University's principal urged his colleagues, "It's not out of the question. Chun Prefecture has served the Dragon Kingdom well. Old Ninth's name is trustworthy."
"Trustworthy, my ass! A nest of bandits, serving the country?" Old Feng immediately scoffed loudly. "From Overlord down to Hi Dog, is there a single decent person in your whole lot?"
"A crooked beam makes for crooked rafters. An unreasonable father raises an unreasonable son."
Old Ninth took a deep breath, lit another cigarette, and said nothing.
"Other people might fear you, but I don't. I've spent half my life teaching, and my students are everywhere. Your Chun Prefecture Lei Zi might not even outnumber my students."
In this world where strength ruled, university principals weren't desk jockeys.
Especially since most graduates from prestigious universities were recruited by the state.
As their numbers accumulated, these people could even become small groups of considerable strength.
In any era, alumni were a significant presence.
That was also why Old Feng dared challenge Old Ninth.
"Ahem... Old Feng, how about... giving Old Ninth three days?" Capital University's principal braced himself and tried to persuade him.
He often drank tea with Old Man Guan and had heard him mention Old Ninth.
This guy was a bona fide lunatic. If he had an episode and killed everyone in the room, who could they appeal to?
"I'd like to meet this Lingzi and learn about the situation. Would that be all right?" Old Ninth asked respectfully.
"If we hand Lingzi over to you, will he live?" Old Feng waved impatiently. "Don't even think about it. You weren't involved in