Within Zhongnan Academy, the news that Ling Fan had been killed in Snow Country had completely spread during this period.
People sought information through various channels and even saw videos. Considering the length of ti without new information about Ling Fan, they had basically confird the reliability of this news.
Dissonant voices had already started to spread within the academy, especially among the disciples of the Inner Court Qianlong Academy—these individuals voiced the strongest opinions and demands.
Due to the appearance of Xiao Chubing and others, their conflicts over resources and interests were the most severe, followed by the previous wealthy families and the new students from the Secular World.
These people harbored deep hatred against Official Ling. Now that such an incident had occurred, how could they miss the opportunity to kick him while he was down?
They were also behind the scenes, fanning the flas and not afraid to make things worse!
At this mont, a considerable number of people had already gathered within the academy.
Having brewed for a long ti, they could no longer contain themselves and spontaneously organized, planning to demand an explanation from the academy today.
"Now that Ling Fan is dead, aren't his subordinates and won supposed to move aside? The academy can't serve his kith and kin forever!" a Hidden Dragon Institute disciple sneered.
"Exactly, even emperors don't reign for eternity, so why should everything revolve around him? Is he the sun or sothing?" another person scoffed.
"Heh, this is going to be interesting. With the academy facing the wrath of the heavens and complaints of the people, I wonder how Ling Fan's lackeys and won will cope!" a new student from the Secular World nad Kong Yin sneered coldly.
"We'll just watch from the sidelines. There's no need to be in the vanguard when the Hidden Dragon Institute's people are enough to lead the charge!" Tao Yang whispered a reminder.
"Heh, drop it. I'm not that foolish. We just need to stir up a little wind, create so montum on the side," Kong Yin nodded and said.
In the Dean's office.
"Dean, Ling Fan's death has been confird without a doubt. Shouldn't we reclaim the speech rights in Zhongnan? Are we ant to serve that lad's family and friends for all eternity?" one of the Elders who transmit skills stepped forward and said gravely.
"Yes, Dean. All the academy disciples are now petitioning spontaneously, demanding an explanation from the academy. This shows the depth of the people's indignation!" Elder Wan Long said with a salute.
"Dean, don't hesitate any longer. It's ti to expel all Ling Fan's subordinates from the academy. Our Zhongnan Academy should return to the proper order and rules!" Elder Lian Cheng added.
"Dean, we understand that it's hard for you to lose face and seem disloyal and dishonorable by driving people away.
But the entire academy is in turmoil, and suppressing it won't work; it will only cause a greater backlash!
The actions of the academy must win people's support. Otherwise, if the people's hearts are scattered, the academy is finished. Even recruitnt in the future will find no takers!" Elder Wei Ling spoke earnestly.
"Dean, if you feel uneasy about doing it yourself, allow us to take the lead!" Gu Bin spoke up.
Ge Wen looked at the others, saw the consensus, and took a deep breath, "Gentlen, since the entire academy has concerns, go and soothe them, but don't go too far. I won't show my face!"
Upon hearing this, the others were inwardly overjoyed, praising the Dean's wisdom before departing one after another.
Watching everyone leave the room, Ge Wen felt sowhat conflicted. But what everyone said was not without reason, and he found it hard to refute them at the mont!
Additionally, he also had his own plans, thinking of stepping in to help in a critical mont of danger, which could perhaps be used as a bargaining chip to have them yield the secrets of their Cultivation Techniques.
At this ti, Elder Wan Long and a group of Elders appeared in the academy, approaching the crowd.
Seeing the mass of petitioning disciples before them, they spoke out clearly, "Quiet down, everyone. After careful consideration of your petition, the academy has decided to give you all an answer—we will ask the people under Ling Fan to leave the academy!"
With these words, applause thundered through the crowd.
"The academy is wise, the headmaster is wise, the elders are wise!" soone imdiately shouted.
"The academy hasn't distributed resources to us for a long ti, and we haven't even had the chance to touch the cultivation secret chambers!" another Hidden Dragon Institute disciple complained angrily.
"Exactly, we can't just let them go; they have to regurgitate all the resources they've hoarded and wasted!" yet another person clamored.
At this mont, Qi He rushed over with Wu Rao, Zhong Rong, Zheng Yu, and a few other disciples. Seeing the scene that unfolded before them, their expressions changed drastically.
"Hold on, what are you trying to do? Do you want to start a rebellion? Young Master Ling's life and death are unknown, and yet you commit such heartless acts?" Qi He scolded coldly.
Wu Rao and the others also had unpleasant expressions. Various voices from the academy had already been making waves for a while.
They knew that if Ling Fan did not return soon or if no good news ca, it was only a matter of ti before the situation turned dire.
As expected, after nearly a month of brewing, the emotions of the people finally erupted.
The crowd from the academy, looking at Qi He and the others blocking their way, had a slight change in their expressions. Qi He's status was now second only to the headmaster, so they regarded him differently than before and had so concerns!
Elder Wan Long and several other elders, upon seeing Qi He stepping forward, imdiately let out a cold laugh, "Old Ghost Qi, now that Ling Fan is dead, what do you think you are?
Still daring to swagger before us? If Ling Fan were alive, maybe we would respect you a bit, but now, you better get lost where you belong!"
Everyone had been disgruntled about Qi He suddenly climbing above them, but due to their fear of Ling Fan, they had to endure it while being inwardly resentful.
Now that the Ling Fan, their big tree, had fallen, who would regard Qi He!
"You... Wan Long, when Young Master Ling cos back, you'll regret it!" Qi He's face turned red as he clenched his teeth and said coldly.
"Hahaha, Qi He, have you lost your damn mind? That guy was blown to ash, and you still dream he's coming back?
If you want to have delusions, go off to the side and do it. If you don't get out of the damn way, don't bla us for being ruthless!" Wan Long took a step forward imdiately, his gaze stern as he stared at Qi He, ready to take action at any disagreent.
His favored disciple Chao Liang, who Ling Fan had killed, always weighed heavily on his heart. If anyone harbored the deepest hatred towards Qi He and Ling Fan, it would be him!
"Master, a wise man does not eat the loss before his eyes, step back!" Zhong Rong took a deep breath and tugged at Qi He, whispering to urge him.
Wu Rao glanced at the dense, indignant crowd and also inhaled sharply.
"Master, we'll see how things go before we act; being the target of public criticism now, we should avoid direct conflict. We must act according to the situation!" Wu Rao subtly reminded.
As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind. Previously, they had made a na for themselves because of Ling Fan, but now that the montum had been lost, they had suddenly beco a kicked dog. Such was reality.
Qi He's face turned ashen, and with a cold huff, he stood sullenly to the side.
"Hmph, he who knows the tis is a wise man; at least you know your place!" Elder Wan Long sneered, taking the lead with the others, they charged furiously towards the place where Xiao Chubing and others were cultivating.
Qi He and his disciples stood aside, watching the surging crowd that seed to be on the brink of uprising!
The few exchanged glances, then followed; at a critical ti, they could not stand idly by!
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