Didn't they have a fucking clue about the personal caliber of those pieces of work in their Gao Lineage?
Send one and one would die; send two and both would die; send a whole brood and not a single one would survive!
"Agreed!"
To everyone's surprise, Ye Changqing agreed at once, without the slightest hesitation or surprise.
"In December, Hidden Dragon will set out, and the students will undergo trials for two months. The Gao Lineage's children may accompany them."
"Thank you, Principal." Vice Principal Gao slowly sat down.
Vice Principal Wu frowned and asked quietly, "Old Gao, what are you doing?"
Vice Principal Gao said indifferently, "The lineage has too many mouths. We can't afford to feed them anymore. Send them to the battlefield and let them earn their own meals. They're all adults. Are they supposed to keep gnawing away at us old folks forever?"
Chapter 190: A Wager
Vice Principal Wu frowned. "But a place like Sun Moon Pass... it's far too dangerous. Old Gao, why put your descendants through that? There are any number of trades they could make a living in..."
Vice Principal Gao let out a soft breath. "My Gao Lineage is also a hereditary military house. If our descendants don't go to war, wouldn't we be bearing that name in vain?"
"A military house! Hahaha..."
Xiang Kuangren roared with laughter. "Has your Gao Lineage produced even one general in the past hundred years? And you still have the nerve to call yourselves a military house? A horse that doesn't know how long its own face is-utterly shameless!"
Vice Principal Wu slammed the table. "Old Xiang! What do you mean by that?"
Vice Principal Wei said flatly, "Xiang Kuangren, are you trying to stir up trouble again?"
Vice Principal Gao stood up, staring straight