News of Xiang Ning’s arrival at Hanwu Academy spread through the entire school. Headmaster Li Bu, who was sitting in his office, had his brows knitted as he glared at Qi Jiuming out of the corner of his eye. Qi Jiuming was sitting next to him, leisurely sipping a cup of tea. 

“Qi Jiuming, aren’t you going to stop him?” asked Li Bu, sulking. 

“I’m here to drink tea with you, everything else is none of my business,” chuckled Qi Jiuming. 

“Nonsense.” Li Bu rolled his eyes. 

“There’s people watching Xiang Ning closely from the top. To them, what your students did was just another form of training for him. You don’t have to intervene either, just sit with me and watch.”

“Do they really see that much potential in the kid?” Li Bu...