"Haha, alright, we'll do as Miss Zhiyan says; rest assured, from now on, Youlan Academy is under our protection, and no one dares to mess with it. If anyone bullies Miss Zhiyan, we wouldn't hesitate to spend our entire fortune if necessary," the white-bearded elder declared with a hearty laugh.
Everyone nodded in agreement. After Zhiyan had instructed them on a few matters, she left them in the care of Dean Lei Ming and the venerable Ye Wen. The affairs of Youlan Academy were better understood by them, and she needn't worry about the specifics.
"You all talk, we'll go to class." Zhiyan nodded and led Xuan Tianyuan and the others out of the dean's office. At that moment, a thought began to take root in her heart—perhaps, she should create a force of her own, a castle belonging solely to her.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on her lips, and her face conveyed deep meaning. Creating a force, her own force.
