Shao Mingyu pushed through the crowd and looked at the Young Man curled up on the ground, trembling all over.
He frowned as he swept his gaze around, then said calmly,
"Don't you know that fighting here will get all of you disqualified from enrollment?"
Hearing Shao Mingyu's words, the Young Men around them hurriedly shook their heads.
"Senior, we didn't—we weren't fighting.
We only said a few things to him, and he got scared into this state."
Shao Mingyu frowned slightly, patted the Black Robed Youth on the shoulder, and asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," the Black Robed Youth hurriedly shook his head.
Seeing the Black Robed Youth's appearance, Shao Mingyu finally understood why everyone had been mocking him.
The Three-Eyed Demon Race was born slow-witted and poorly gifted, and they were often rejected by other races as well.
"I don't want to see this happen again, or all of you will have your admission qualifications revoked," Shao Mingyu said as he looked around.
"Whether you can enter the Sacred Academy depends on the teachers conducting the tests.
It is not for you to decide."
Everyone hurriedly nodded, silent as cicadas in winter.
After Shao Mingyu left, everyone kept far away from the Black Robed Youth.
They isolated him completely.
The Black Robed Youth got to his feet and stood alone in a corner.
Xu Zimo saw the scene, shook his head slightly, and soon turned his gaze elsewhere.
The tree-lined avenue before Vermillion Bird Academy was packed with boys and girls who had come seeking instruction.
On both sides of the avenue, the fiery-red Flame Sun trees had just begun to sprout.
Tender leaves resembling maple leaves hung densely from the branches.
They swayed as the gentle breeze drifted past.
Beyond the crowded avenue stood