The conversation between the two was whispered, yet it clearly reached everyone.
The Second Prince was trembling all over with extreme fear. He couldn't believe his ears and turned around, fixing his gaze on the pitch-black armor received by one of the "Long Branch" operatives.
This was his teacher.
An invincible presence from the heavens, one that could only be looked up to.
And now, it had ceased to breathe.
The battle over the ownership of the academy had thus settled, and the outcome was... every person here would die.
To murder a messenger from the heavens was a heinous crime.
The furrowed brows of the middle-aged man said it all.
He stared at Duan Mingyuan, "I'd like to hear the specifics of the process."
