Hearing the description "very old seniority," Bai Feifei's heart couldn't help but tremble, as if she had thought of something unpleasant. She hurriedly asked, "Exactly how old is his seniority? And what is his strength like?"
Ye Yu was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and said, "Yaoguang is the oldest academy in our Dawn City. Principal Zheng is from the same era as our Qingping Academy's Principal."
"He's even a dozen or so years older than Prophet Liu Yun."
Bai Feifei raised her eyebrows.
Older in seniority than Prophet Liu Yun?
While her imagination was running wild, Ye Yu continued, "As for his strength, it seems he just recently became an Edgerunner. Principal Zheng spent too much time focused on teaching, which delayed his own progress."
Bai Feifei was taken aback.
"He just became an Edgerunner?"
She was suddenly speechless.
Perhaps because she followed the Evil God, her horizons had broadened considerably, and she no longer felt that an Edgerunner was some kind of incredible existence.
You've been pulling the seniority card all this time, and this is all the strength you have? That's not very impressive, is it?
Just as she was thinking this, Xu Mo's uncontrollable laughter rang out in her mind.
"Hahahaha! F*ck! I was wondering why I didn't have a single shred of an impression of him!"
He had just woken up as well, and after searching through his mind countless times, he couldn't find any information on this old man in his memories. He had thought it might be some hidden NPC.
Turns out he's just a total nobody!
He thought after all that buildup, some heavy hitter would show up, but it was just another loser.
"All seniority and no strength, yet he's putting on such a massive show. He's just an elderly version of Huang Jiahao."
Bai Feifei: ...
Sure enough, it was inevitable that the Evil God wouldn't be able to keep a straight face.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the ominous premonition in her heart, and didn't communicate further with Xu Mo. Instead, she turned her gaze toward the entrance of the training hall.
After a moment, Bai Feifei heard the sound of footsteps and voices. It was quite chaotic, but the old man's voice was exceptionally clear.
"Thinking back to those years... Qingping Academy didn't even exist yet when I first visited this place."
"I didn't expect the equipment here to have been renovated again."
As soon as the door opened, a voice full of grand airs drifted in, drawing everyone's attention.
The first to enter were several reporters carrying cameras, skillfully setting up their equipment on both sides. The red carpet even unrolled all the way into the hall before finally coming to an end!
Following them was a group of students wearing Yaoguang Academy uniforms, surrounding the old man like stars around the moon.
The old man had a ruddy complexion, his hands were behind his back, and his eyes swept through the hall with unrestrained scrutiny.
This display of pomp and circumstance made even Bai Feifei click her tongue in amazement. Was every Old-Timer this flamboyant?
Just then, Zheng Ziyun's gaze fixed on Bai Feifei, and he looked her up and down.
Assistant Lin, standing beside him, hurriedly spoke with a smile, "Principal Zheng, this is Teacher Bai Feifei from our academy."
As she spoke, she quickly shot Bai Feifei a meaningful look.
However, neither Bai Feifei nor Xu Mo understood what that look was supposed to mean.
"You are Bai Feifei?" Zheng Ziyun narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of disdain appearing, though his words remained superficially polite.
"Lately, your name has been heard everywhere in the city. Seeing you today, you don't seem quite as arrogant and disrespectful to your elders as the rumors suggest."
"But in terms of etiquette, you are indeed a bit too ignorant. You need to be properly educated."
He paused, and without waiting for Bai Feifei to respond, he took two steps forward with his hands behind his back. His voice took on the sentimental tone characteristic of someone who had seen it all.
"Little Bai, my grandson was also expelled by you. He's been complaining to me quite a bit these past few days."
"However..."
He waved his hand, putting on an air of magnanimity.
"It's just as well that he was expelled. It's better for them to return to their own academy, where there are teachers with even older seniority to instruct them."
"That boy certainly wouldn't be convinced by your overly youthful teaching philosophy anyway."
"Sigh, the City Lord really is..."
His words sounded like he was being considerate of a junior, but the tone of every word was held extremely steady, carrying a distinct flavor of condescension.
The way he called her "Little Bai" rolled off his tongue quite naturally.
However, aside from Xu Mo, no one else present felt there was anything inappropriate about the address.
Bai Feifei nodded slightly. Although the man's words made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable, she maintained a surface level of respect and did not respond.
"Wait, what the f*ck? Who does he think he's pulling seniority with?"
At that moment, Xu Mo's very annoyed voice echoed in her mind.
"Such grand airs? Trying to pull rank in front of me? Doesn't he know that among veterans, there's always a bigger veteran?"
"Who the hell do you think you're 'educating'?"
Simultaneously, his gaze bypassed Zheng Ziyun and swept over the Yaoguang Academy students behind him.
On his game panel, the level above Zheng Ziyun's head was hovering around Level 61, and it was very unstable, flickering from time to time.
As for the students behind him, every single one of their levels was fluctuating violently, jumping up and down like an EKG.
He understood what was happening at a single glance—this was a literal League of Juicers.
He didn't believe for a second that this exchange program was a coincidence. This was clearly an attempt to prove that 'juicing' could allow students to crush ordinary ones in terms of strength.
They even brought reporters. These pharmaceutical companies are really getting desperate.
But they only managed to invite a contestant who was all show and no substance.
Xu Mo sneered inwardly and chose to log in directly!
Bai Feifei's body trembled, and the look in her eyes changed instantly.
Assistant Lin keenly sensed the atmosphere sliding in the wrong direction and quickly stepped forward, speaking with a polite smile.
"Teacher Bai, this is Principal Zheng of Yaoguang Academy. He has extremely deep seniority and is a senior figure in our Dawn City."
She then turned to Zheng Ziyun and made a gesture of invitation with a bow. "Principal Zheng, you've traveled a long way; it must have been exhausting. Our training hall has been rearranged. Please, everyone, take your seats."
"Afterward, we can observe the students' performance."
Her words were intended to stabilize the rhythm and shift the scene from a "standing confrontation" to a "seated conversation."
Unfortunately, someone wasn't going to give her that chance.
Just as she finished speaking, a figure walked right past her.
It was "Bai Feifei."
Or rather, it was Xu Mo.
He walked across the training hall with a swaying, nonchalant gait, his back straight and his eyes looking ahead.
Earlier, when the other party was being pushy, he hadn't taken control, which resulted in Bai Feifei being disrespected.
But it didn't matter. He was an expert at looking for trouble.
He walked straight toward the central spectator stand, found the cushioned chair right in the middle, and sat down with a thud.
The entire hall fell silent for a moment.
Assistant Lin's expression changed instantly!
Oh no!
Does she completely lack any sense of social protocol?
Ye Yu's eyes widened, and she exchanged glances with the surrounding Elite Class students.
Zheng Ziyun was also walking forward, heading toward that very same spot.
His footsteps halted the moment "Bai Feifei" walked past him. His brow furrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips instantly froze.
Xu Mo sat in the center chair, a faint curve on his lips, and waved enthusiastically toward Zheng Ziyun.
"Please, have a seat, Principal Zheng! Don't be a stranger, make yourself at home!"
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