"What's going on?" The authoritative voice of Principal Zhu Rong discerned as he strode over, parting the crowd along with the department head of the Bing Fire Department, Yang Bingtian.
The students bowed before Zhu Rong, their heads lowered, and the teachers respectfully stood by. Zhu Rong's indisputable status within the academy is such that he commands the respect of even the royal family of the South Fire Empire.
Zhu Rong glanced at the Money Snow Leopard collapsed on the ground, scoffing coldly, "You're all very impressive, aren't you! During such a crucial time for the continent, you still have time for infighting. You're very capable indeed! Ji Dong, did you instigate this?" His gaze focused icily on Ji Dong. Those familiar with Zhu Rong could easily tell that there was no anger in his eyes.
"Yes, Teacher," Ji Dong responded respectfully, bowing to Zhu Rong.
