The old man who had appeared besides Huang Lin was the Knight Academy’s Headmaster.
The Headmaster looked at the secret realm which shone with a pure and holy light and asked calmly, “Can he succeed? You should know that in order to allow you two such a delay I’ve withstood much pressure, and expended a lot of money and resources. If he were to fail…”
Huang Lin’s expression was solemn and his tone serious as he said, “He has completed all the the requirements for the Windstorm Sword Hero. It is impossible for him to fail.”
At the same time, in another corner of the sanctuary, human silhouettes continuously appeared in this dark night.
The Headmaster smiled bitterly, “Windstorm Sword Hero… It has attracted too many people’s attention.
“If there’s anyone who dares to break the rules, I’ll kill them.” Huang Lin’s words were like a thrust sword, and it sounded as if a metallic sound had rung through the air.
