Ning's shock was palpable as she watched the severed head of their former teacher lying on the stage. Her expression twisted into a mix of anger and disbelief, and she immediately raised her voice to berate the three students for their actions.
"Are you kidding me? This is a graduation event, and you choose to disrespect it with such a gruesome display?" Ning's voice resonated with a mix of frustration and disappointment. "We should be celebrating our achievements, not resorting to violence and shocking the entire crowd!"
Her words echoed through the courtyard, drawing attention from both the spectators and the young masters. Some of the onlookers murmured in agreement with Ning's sentiment, while others remained uncertain about how to react.
However, amidst the whispers and speculations, a sudden shift in the atmosphere drew all eyes upward. Gasps of awe echoed through the courtyard as the magnificent sight unfolded before them.
