Not long after, two more people came in.
The one in the lead was a feminine-looking middle-aged man, Yin Qingleng.
Half a step behind him was a tall man with a fierce look in his eyes. He was Yin Qingleng's hardcore supporter and one of the instructors of the Ice Feather Institute, Gu Chixing.
"Institute Head!"
After Yin Qingleng came in, a few people in the room immediately greeted him.
The people who yelled out "Institute Head" were from Yin Qingleng's camp.
"Acting Institute Head!"
The group of people led by Jiang Xu and Xu Siqi used another term to call Yin Qingleng.
This obviously showed that they did not recognize Yin Qingleng's current identity.
"Hehe…"
Yin Qingleng laughed coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Almost everyone is here, please sit down."
Yin Qingleng waved his sleeves, walked to the upper seat, and sat down.
The others also found their seats.
