The farce finally came to an end. At this point, the Xue Clan had to give up and left the venue.3

As for Jin Jianfeng and Xue Wushuang, they followed behind the headmaster into the core region of the academy. When the first gleam of dawn shone through the horizon, the academy was bustling with excitement as they welcomed a new year.0

“Sit!” Fan Zhen said as he took his seat.0

Jin Jianfeng sat down, leaning against the chair. As for Xue Wushuang, he was still furious, especially when his left cheek was still swollen.1

“Headmaster, I demand an explanation!” Xue Wushuang glared at Jin Jianfeng before turning his gaze to the headmaster. He was humiliated in front of so many students and teachers, so how could he face them in the future?1

“Rest assured, I will provide a satisfactory resolution,” Fan Zhen gestured. He summoned them to address the issue. It wasn’t that conflicts among teachers were non-existent, but fights were rare. Given the annual ranking of teachers, competition was inevitable.0

“I’m clear about what happened tonight; everyone has seen what the Xue Clan did. Teacher...0