The elderly man lay on the table without any movement.
Ye Qing Luo was flustered by the master’s reaction and reached out to nudge him, without giving two hoots about his prestige status in Heavenly Academy.
Before her arm could even inched further, the drowsy old man whipped his hand up like a poisonous snake and gripped her slender wrist.
She lowered her gaze and suppressed onto his withered fingers with a flipped backhand, forcefully freed from his restraint.
Who was that?! Who on earth have the audacity to interrupt my sleep?
The old man was obviously awakened by the struggle and roared angrily as he slammed the table.
Ye Qing Luo took a close look at the old man’s appearance.
He was a meagre, bony figure probably in his fifties, with clean features and a well-kept white beard.
By his appearance, he looked nothing more than an ordinary elderly.
But…..
But she couldn’t be oblivious to that pair of fiery eyes of his.
It was sharp and glowing brightly.
His complexion became more loathsome when he saw the one who had interrupted his sleep was a young delicate lady.
Ye Qing Luo spoke out:
Master of Justice, I am here to concede defeat for my younger brother.
I have no idea what you are talking about, don’t bother me!
The old chap waved his hand at her with an impatient expression.
Filled with anxiety as she was unaware of the situation at the arena, she continued in a hyper voice:
It is merely a duel, is your Academy expecting to have fatal accident?
She understood that if she didn’t end her younger brother’s duel any quicker, she feared…..
He was going to lose his life.
If his skills aren’t up to others, his death is what he dese…..
He got cut off before he could finished his piece.
Because….
The young lady had slammed the table with a flip of her hand, causing the bowl of cool water to overturn and landed directly on the old man’s head!
It was such a quick move that no one had expected!
Ye Qing Luo peered at him coldly with an icy tone:
Skills aren’t up to others? If that is the case I will not have say a single word!
She sneered and looked straight at the old man:
But what if some student is using prohibited items during the assessment? Will it be considered as lack of supervision or negligence from the Academy?
But the rest of the elderlies were not paying attention to her words.
They were more startled by her behaviour towards Old Man Gui You.
Were they seeing things?
Someone had the guts to pour water over his head?
His reputation in the academy was notorious and no one had dared to provoke him.
One could count the amount of people who was up to his match with their hand!
The most crucial was…..
This Old Man Gui You was absurd like a crazy man!
Even the head of the Heavenly Academy shunned away at the sight of him!
How dared that silly young thing do such things to him!
She must be tired of living!
Just as the rest of the masters were nudging and pushing one another to go pacify Old Man Gui You…..
He remained unperturbed as he removed the bowl from his head and wiped his face calmly:
zone number?
Three zero two!
With a swept of his sleeve, a miniature image of the Heavenly Pagoda flashed before them.
His hand touched the picture lightly.
At once, the image of the arena vanished into thin air.
Simultaneously, Zi Ling’s shrieks were heard at the other side of the square:
Eighth Young Master! Eighth Young Master!
Ye Qing Luo knitted her brows tightly as she shuddered at the thoughts of what she had anticipated.
She clasped her palm against her fist and took a bow at old man Gui You to express her gratitude before making a turn as she hurriedly head back to where her younger brother was.
Hold up!
The old man called out behind.
But Ye Qing Luo’s ears were filled by Zi Ling distressed calls, oblivious to his callings.
She rapidly increased her footwork as the body shape turned into a residual image, and quickly disappeared in front of the old man.
Old Man Gui You’s eyes glistened as he stroked his stash and gave a meaningful smile while he watched in the direction she headed to…..
