The boy in white screamed.
His panicked, terrified voice rang through the entire banquet hall.
Madam An's expression shifted slightly. She instinctively raised her hand, but stopped halfway.
What would happen if he died?
The Three Great Universities would surely act together to severely punish such a malicious killing of an examinee.
Even the World Government would issue a statement of condemnation.
-Because this was the joint entrance examination watched most closely by the entire world, the oldest and greatest talent selection system in all of human civilization.
No one was allowed to violate it!
Madam An's hand moved slightly, making a discreet gesture before dropping again.
...Kill him.
As long as you kill someone here in public, no one will care about anything that happened before.
People will only care about one thing-
You are the murderer.
As for that boy who stepped forward hoping to earn credit, since you lost to him, this moment is the only place left where you can be of the greatest use.
Hurry.
Hurry up and die.
Once you die at his hands-
Whether it's Song Qingyun's reputation, those scions of the great families who hired assassins, those tens of thousands of lives, or even tonight's farce.
As long as he kills you-
All of it will go up in smoke!
The banquet hall was utterly silent.
This instant was like a paused frame in a film.
Everyone stood motionless like clay statues, their expressions frozen, waiting only for that one thing to happen.
Every maneuver and calculation was in place.
That rash young man, so impatient to rise in status, was about to contribute his final bit of value.
Everything could then be wiped away.
The orchestra had long since stopped playing.
As ordinary people, they could only watch the scene in