The bell signaling the end of class rang, and only then did Qin Muye shake his head and call out that the class was dismissed. As for this Qing Xia Academy, it was indeed severely corrupt. Even though there was loud shouting just now, not a single security personnel had come to check, which indicated that the staff had been bought off, which was why no one had come.
As for Wang Ge, he didn't know who that was, nor was he acquainted, much less aware of the details. These matters were unrelated to him; his main concern was maintaining his identity as a history professor.
"Aren't you all leaving?" Qin Muye, looking at a group of students ready to stick around for the spectacle, couldn't help but ask.
"Ah, we just want to see what the professor is going to do."
"Right, right, professor, why don't you teach us a couple of self-defense moves..."
"..."
The students were chattering back and forth, which was giving Qin Muye a headache.
