Just as the square was bustling with noise, on a wooden building a thousand meters away, four or five people in long robes with extraordinary bearings saw the scene just now with different expressions.
If a senior student was here, he would be able to recognize that the people standing there were all tutors and heads of the academy.
The leader was Si Yuanpei, one of the three institute heads of the lower house.
"Forbidden Golden Armor…"
Si Yuanpei muttered to himself. There was no change in his expression.
After a moment, he spoke again.
"Master Ke."
Ke Ya immediately took a step forward.
"Yes, Master Si. What can I do for you?"
"Is there a vacancy for Black-rank disciples?"
Ke Ya thought for a moment and replied,
