Inside the United Pharmaceuticals meeting room, the directors' cheeks twitched.
They stared at Liu Qing, the meeting room so quiet that only their heavy breathing could be heard.
A white-haired director couldn't help but speak up:
“Director Liu, I think we shouldn't blindly guess the City Lord's intentions...”
“Indeed,” another director chimed in. “You are the only one who can contact the City Lord directly. What exactly does he mean? He seems very supportive of Bai Feifei.”
“Can even Yi Jing's murder go completely unpunished?”
Once they had finished their clamoring, Liu Qing slammed his hand on the table.
“You don't need to worry about all that!” he snarled, his eyes sweeping across the room. “You only need to remember that the City Lord supports the potions. There is no doubt about that!”
“It is just that... the time is not yet ripe.”
The directors exchanged glances, unsure if Liu Qing was telling the truth or not.
If the time isn't ripe now, then when will it be?
“That woman has made far too many enemies now. She won the Voting Assembly on the surface, but in reality... Hmph! The North District is not that simple.”
“Now, contact the other academies!”
A trace of malice flashed through Liu Qing's eyes.
“This academy Graduation Show is our last chance!”
...
After the Voting Assembly concluded, the entire city buzzed with excitement, with discussions filling every street and alley.
Whether it was the location of this Graduation Show or the various outrageous events at the Voting Assembly, everything became the hottest news.
The Inner City had not experienced such an atmosphere in a very long time, and the cause of it all revolved around that single woman.
The Yan family, who controlled the media, wanted nothing more than to kowtow to Bai Feifei in gratitude!
Who said this woman was a lunatic? Lunatics were great! She was a godsend!
The next day, at Qingping Academy.
When Bai Feifei pushed open the doors to the training hall, the interior fell dead silent for a brief second before instantly erupting.
“Teacher Bai!”
“Teacher Bai, you're so cool! You walked into the Voting Assembly holding a severed head, and you actually ended up as the overall safety director for this Graduation Show!”
“Running for City Lord, hahahaha! Teacher Bai, are you serious?”
“Teacher Bai, do you have any campaign slogans or platforms for running for City Lord?”
The students of the Elite Class swarmed around her, each looking as proud as if they had just won a glorious battle.
Bai Feifei stood in place, expressionless, feeling a massive headache coming on.
Could they please stop bringing up the campaign for City Lord...
If you guys are so interested in this topic, why don't you chat with the Old-Timer when he takes over, alright?
Weighing the pitch-black ruler in her palm, she spoke helplessly:
“Out of the way.”
The students dispersed instantly, their movements highly disciplined and orderly.
Just then, a figure dashed out of the crowd, throwing herself straight at Bai Feifei.
—Ye Yu.
“You're back!” Ye Yu's face was full of a smile that practically begged for credit. “During the Voting Assembly, I had my father vote for you!”
“I just didn't expect you to be so popular! No wonder you were always so fearless.”
“My dad said he has rarely seen the City Lord support someone so strongly.”
As she spoke, she opened her arms, naturally trying to snuggle up against Bai Feifei.
Immediately after, a pitch-black ruler pressed precisely against her forehead.
Ye Yu froze in mid-motion.
“What are you doing?” Bai Feifei said flatly.
Ye Yu: ...
With the ruler pinning her forehead, Ye Yu's face instantly flushed red.
“N-nothing.”
Dammit, no one in Qingping Academy even wants to use those potions anymore, yet you still remember that grudge.
You cold-blooded, merciless madwoman!
...
Time flew by, and over the next few days, everything proceeded in an orderly fashion.
During this time, the various academies were making their final preparations, with the students adjusting their conditions and getting ready for the upcoming departure.
Bai Feifei also led the Elite Class students through their final drills. Every day, she would torment them with the Gaze of the Ancient One for half an hour, followed by intense combat training.
No one came to find trouble with Bai Feifei, making the days pass rather uneventfully. Clearly, the various factions were saving all their energy for the Graduation Show.
This made Xu Mo a bit bored during this period, wishing he could just skip the cutscenes.
Finally, the day of departure arrived.
On this day, the sunlight was exceptionally bright, casting a reflective white glare off the walls of Qingping Academy.
Outside the academy gates stood a row of heavy-duty trucks, vehicles meant to transport the students and supplies.
On this day, the school gates were surrounded by reporters.
By custom, when departing for the Graduation Show, the academies were open to the public, allowing reporters to enter and film the pre-departure preparations.
And currently, the vast majority of reporters were naturally there for Qingping Academy.
Obviously, wherever Bai Feifei was, the media attention followed.
Who cared about the other academies? They were irrelevant.
“Are the cameras set up? The live stream signal must remain stable today!”
“Be sharp, everyone! The gates are opening, rush in!”
Seeing the gates swing open, several reporters carrying video cameras quickly broke away from the main group and headed straight for the training hall.
The training hall was located in a wooded area, surrounded by trees, and was usually very quiet.
But today was different.
Just as the reporters reached the edge of the woods, they heard a muffled explosion.
Boom!
The sound was deep and heavy, as if something had detonated inside.
The reporters stopped dead in their tracks, exchanging horrified glances.
No way, even at a time like this, some unexpected incident is happening?
Before they could even get close, the doors and windows of the training hall suddenly shattered simultaneously!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Shards of glass and wooden splinters sprayed out like shrapnel, forcing the reporters to scramble onto the ground in terror.
Then, they heard the sounds coming from inside.
The noise was exceptionally chaotic, a cacophony of numerous voices roaring together.
There were battle cries, clashing weapons, and even a series of screams.
Immediately following that, a series of heavy impacts slammed against the walls, as dense as a torrential downpour hammering on a tin roof.
The entire training hall was shaking.
The reporters were dumbfounded, lying flat on the ground and staring at each other.
“W-what is going on? What are they doing in there?”
“Did something go wrong?”
The violent noise continued, with sharp, screeching sounds ringing out as if a full-scale battle were taking place inside.
Boom!
Following a deafening roar, an entire wall of the massive training hall blew outward, sending debris flying in all directions!
The structure seemed to collapse, beginning to tilt heavily to one side.
Reporters: ?
What the hell? Are they trying to kill each other in there?!
Maybe we should run first. It looks like Qingping Academy is under attack.
Just as the reporters were completely at a loss, a woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out from nearby.
—Assistant Lin.
She pushed up her glasses, glancing at the dumbstruck reporters with a slightly stiff smile on her face.
“Dear reporter friends, everything is fine.”
“This is just a pre-Graduation Show... house-wrecking activity.”
“My apologies. Considering Teacher Bai's teaching style, this can be considered a normal phenomenon.”
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