Wen Xingtian narrowed his eyes. "An axe is an axe! Talking about the marks it left... heh, none of us are novices in martial arts. If someone deliberately set out to imitate a move, what move couldn't they copy? There's no point in saying things like that anymore. Evidence is evidence. Stop dragging in Overlord Halberds and overlord axes. You're making yourselves a laughingstock!"
"Wen Xingtian!"
Vice Principal Wu slammed the table and sprang to his feet. "What do you mean by that? Xiang Kuangren keeps stalling instead of producing evidence to clear his name, yet you, Wen Xingtian, keep jumping out to muddy the waters! I know you're sworn brothers, but this is Hidden Dragon High Martial, not a place for you to form your cliques!"
Ye Changqing coughed, lifted his teacup to drink, and shot Vice Principal Wu a glance like cold lightning from behind the cup.
You old bastard, you're insinuating something.
Vice Principal Wei coughed and tried to smooth things over. "Vice Principal Xiang, since you say you didn't do it, please produce your evidence. As long as your evidence is genuine and credible, naturally, no one will have anything more to say. Why get so worked up and argue endlessly? Everyone, calm down."
Xiang Kuangren snorted. "Wei Xiaoqing, stop gloating. You're no good either!"
He bellowed, "You want evidence, don't you? I've bloody well got it!"
With that, he strode out the door and shouted, "Old Lei! Datou, come here, come here!"
Inside the room, traces of mockery surfaced deep in the eyes of Vice Principal Wei, Vice Principal Wu, and Vice Principal Lü.
But each of them carefully concealed it, taking care to leave no trace and lowering their heads to hide their eyes. Ye Changqing, Wen Xingtian, and the others saw nothing.
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