Seeing that Zhan Qingyun remained motionless, Zhai He's face contorted involuntarily into a grimace.
"Zhan Qingyun, I said, move aside!"
"What, are you going to fight me over such a worthless second batch student?" Zhai He glared at Zhan Qingyun, anger clouding his judgment, words spilling out recklessly.
Behind Zhan Qingyun, Lu Xiao couldn't help but make a "tsk tsk tsk" noise.
"This is way too arrogant, showing such disrespect to the Dean—what an example this sets."
"No wonder that Qian Songquan is so arrogant. He goes around crippling people's Cultivation without a second thought. It's a cycle."
"Ah, even the elders of the First Academy behave like this; it must be rotten to the core."
Upon hearing Lu Xiao's murmur, Zhan Qingyun's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.
This kid, truly sly and vulgar.
Conveniently, Zhan Qingyun liked young people like him.
Capable, smart, and not rigid.
