"Oh, it was your martial uncle who asked me to come over."

Luan Zhenfeng straightened his clothes and said.

Normally, Master calls Dean Lü Yun, and when he's in a good mood, he calls him Senior Brother. But when he's angry because of him, he calls him that guy. It's clear that he's in a particularly good mood right now.

"Then you can go ahead."

Hearing the dean call him over, the group of disciples kept quiet. Just as they were about to return to Qing Shuang Peak to divide the coffin-sized spirit stones, Luan Zhenfeng suddenly called them back, "You should come with me too."

He recalled the message the dean had sent: wasn't it about how he had reprimanded Zhang Jinyang and now demanded an apology for the day he did that?

Although this treatment doesn't really have any substantial content, it's still something that people find pleasing to the eye.

Taking them along means everyone can have a great time.

It also made them realize that their master was not a pushover.

The group then proceeded in a grand procession to the Dean's Hall.

Just two days

Suddenly, a group of cultivators appeared outside the main hall, giving it a sense of tight security.

What's going on?

Did my senior brother lose something?

Just as Luan Zhenfeng quickened his pace to head to the main hall, he was stopped by the cultivators guarding outside the hall and made to wait in a side room.

And that's exactly what happened. Luan Zhenfeng then realized that he wasn't the only one who came looking for Lü Yun.

Many faculty members and staff from various colleges were also waiting in the side room.

They looked bewildered and at a loss. When they saw Luan Zhenfeng and the others come in, they all stepped forward to ask the dean why he had summoned them so late.

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