At the sight of the academy head's offer, everyone in the hall was left dumbstruck, with expressions riddled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Did... Did I just hallucinate? Did the head of the academy just try to recruit this guy? And forgive his past misdeeds?
Shouldn't this arrogant fool be struck down and killed? He killed Elder Liang Dang, and just like that, they're letting him off?" Elder Wan Long felt his brain spinning, bombarded with questions.
The veteran students remained silent, their hearts filled with indescribable complexity; these words from the head of the academy signified that he valued the talent. All it would take was a nod from Ling Fan, and from then on, he would walk sideways in the academy.
Xiang Hao, who had just calmed his mind a bit, became anxious again, feeling his heart like a bungee, soaring and plummeting — as if not killed by Ling Fan, he might die of a heart attack from shock instead.
