"Jing Yuan, come down!" Chen Jianqiong shouted, his face so unsightly it was almost a purplish hue of a dead man's face.
Huang Meng and others clenched their fists so hard that their nails almost dug into their palms.
Especially Liu Xi, her beautiful eyes were somewhat red, her breathing erratic as she stared intensely at Xiaao Wu who was stepping down from the platform, her anger reaching a crescendo!!!
As a student of Holy Spirit Academy, she empathized deeply with Jing Yuan's humiliation — it was not only Jing Yuan's shame but also her own, and further the disgrace of both Holy Spirit Academy and Scarlet Prefecture.
At that moment.
Far away in Holy Spirit City.
Under the huge screen, a group of people arrived—students from Holy Spirit Academy.
All of them students.
Among them were those from Qian Long Institute and Dragon Court, with the majority from these two institutes, few from Ascending Dragon Court and True Dragon Court.
