C2465 Let Him be
"You..."
"Rude!"
The dean of the Priest Academy, fu Jing, was on the verge of tears...
How could there be such a person in this world?
This person is so shameless!
Can't he still have some face?
Isn't it good to be shameless?
The more Fu Jing thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She couldn't bear this grievance, and then she looked at the Vice Academy Master of the Academy of Light, xue Wanren, who was standing at the side...
"Vice Academy Master, help me..."
This tone carried a little bit of a coquettish tone...
If it was a young and beautiful woman acting coquettishly like this, xue Wanren might even comfortably take a deep breath...
As for now, he was completely frightened to the point of gasping...
"Cough..."
"Stop messing around......"
"If we go and stop it now, what reason should we use?"
"With Faang Fann leading these people, although they are immoral, they did not do anything against the rules..."
"My Radiant Academy is a place that abides by the rules!"
"So..."
" Let him do as he pleases! "
"It's just nice to let these people grind down their tsundere temperament, so as to avoid getting into an argument the moment they arrive at the academy."
The Radiance Institution's Vice Lord, xue Wanren, waved his hand, and then said very indifferently.
The War God Academy's Dean Gao Song and the Special Instructor Taishu Jie respectively revealed satisfied expressions. As for the Priest Academy's Dean Fu Jing who was acting coquettishly earlier, she was instantly stupefied.
This matter was over just like that?
It was over just like that?
How could this be?
The humiliation she had suffered had been forgotten just like that?
"Vice Palace Chief!"
Fu Jing, the dean of the Priest Academy, raised her head in dissatisfaction, wanting to say something else.
"Sigh... I'm so tired..."
"I'm old, so my spirit is weak. I'm going to rest for a while."
Before Fu Jing finished speaking, the Vice Academy Master of the Academy of Light, xue Wanren, pretended to find an excuse to escape.2
The Dean of the Academy of Priests, fu Jing, watched Xue Wanren leave just like that, and she seemed even more dumbstruck...
You're a dignified demigod, yet you're tired? I believe you, my ass! You're a bad old man!
The dean of the Priest Academy, fu Jing, stomped on the ground with hatred. She seemed to have a strong desire to complain.
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In the main hall of the headquarters of the Heavenly Law Society of the Academy of Light.
At this moment, a scene mirror was also placed in the main hall. At this moment, the target was naturally the situation inside the academy's tower.
"Awesome!"
"This kid is awesome!"
"He has the demeanour of me back then! "
"Tsk tsk tsk... I even want to become sworn brothers with him!"
"Damn it! One person charged 100 million, and now there were still over 200 empty spots on the ninth floor. That's more than 20 billion! "
"Why didn't I think of such a f * cking opportunity to make a fortune back then!"
The vice president of the Heavenly Law Society, zuoqiu Yao, spoke as he lamented.
"Hmph!"
"This person is too vicious. Why is he bullying us?!"
"Furthermore... Furthermore, everyone is from the same academy. They are all classmates. Is coercion really good? In the future, we'll all be learning and living together... "
" This junior is too insensible. "
The head of the logistics department of the Heavenly Law Society, cui Qing, twitched her mouth and ridiculed him by the side.
"That's it?"
"You can think of these things with your brain?"
"Do you really think everyone is like you? There are families providing resources at home, and you even have connections in the academy? You don't need to suffer, you have all kinds of resources..."
" It's really easy for us grassroots to cultivate? "
"We don't need Star Core to cultivate?"
"What's the point of the academy's supply of cultivation resources? Can't you just earn a little by yourself?"
"Do you really think everyone is a vase like you!?"
The vice president of the Heavenly Law Society, zuoqiu Yao, was completely like a meat on a chopping board, speaking without any scruples.
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