Hearing White Tiger Elder's words, Hao Yunzi froze for a moment before replying, "But I have yet to repay Master's grace in teaching me.
Why did Master leave without saying goodbye back then?"
"Hao'er, everyone has their own road to walk. Parting is the hardest thing," White Tiger Elder said with a smile.
"That is also why I was unwilling to say farewell. I simply did not wish to add to the sorrow."
"You still have time to reminisce here?" Elder Ming snorted coldly.
With a sweep of his right hand, countless Ghost Heads and miserable wails spread through the dark spiritual energy.
White Tiger Elder raised his head and lightly lifted an eyelid.
It was clear that he was in a poor mood.
He directly struck down with his palm. The clouds tore through the mist, and a palm that covered the sky descended, sending the dark spiritual energy into violent turmoil.
Elder Ming did not even have time to react before he was smashed heavily into the earth, buried thousands of meters deep in a pit.
"Then has Master returned this time to resolve the Academy's crisis?" Hao Yunzi continued asking.
"You will not leave again after returning, will you?"
"You will have to ask the dean about that," White Tiger Elder said with a smile.
Seeing the expectant look in Hao Yunzi's eyes, the White-Skirts Woman fell silent for a moment.
Then she said, "Naturally, I am happy that Grandmaster has returned. But if you intend to seize the position of dean by force, I will not yield either.
It is not that I covet the position of dean. It is only because my master placed it in my hands, and I must fulfill my promise."
"Master, do you want to become the dean?" Hao Yunzi looked