The old man suddenly tensed up, looking at Qingfeng being dragged below. In fact, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what kind of help Quan Ji wanted from him.

The old man asked, "You brought Teacher Qingfeng to my Teachers' Qualification Office, most likely to dismiss him, is that right?"

Quan Ji didn't hide anything, and the corner of her mouth curled up: "That's true, is that alright?"

The old man glanced at Qingfeng, then at Quan Ji; the implications were obvious, requiring no further thought.

"Of course, but I would like to ask Teacher Quan for a reason. Why?"

Quan Ji lowered her head and pulled Qingfeng forward slightly, her tone laced with a malicious sneer: "Qingfeng, as a teacher, you have violated professional ethics by not only failing to teach students normal learning content but also instilling malicious thoughts."

"Today, I noticed that most of the students in Class C were insecure and self-destructive. After addressing the symptoms in a few of them, I returned to the class and patiently listened to Qingfeng's lecture for a few minutes. Instantly, I found the answer in my heart."

"Qingfeng, as a teacher, is forcibly trying to make the students lazy and self-destructive. As the current executive teacher of Class C, I have the right to propose his dismissal."

Upon hearing Quan Ji's reasoning, the old man was clearly taken aback. He then glanced at Qing Feng a few times and asked impatiently, "Is this information true?"

Qingfeng had been restrained by Quan Ji and was unable to speak. He could only struggle and stammer, his expression seemingly accusing something.

The old man suddenly realized something and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Quan Ji: "Teacher Quan, please release your control over Teacher Qingfeng so we can have a standoff."

Quan Ji had anticipated this, so she had prepared in advance. "You want evidence? I have it."

She opened her spatial pouch, and a golden "Record" character flew out.

The old man's eyes lit up.

A text of truth!

Even Qingfeng was dumbfounded.

But upon reflection, it's not strange at all.

Quan Ji is Yun Shenhai's disciple and the only new member of the Preaching Association in the past five years.

It is only natural to understand the truth.

However, Qingfeng's expression quickly froze, and he struggled even more fiercely: "Waaaaah... Waaaaah!"

However, nobody cared about him; he was like a stray dog, ignored and neglected.

"Teacher Resources Department, Director, please take a look."

Quan Ji's mind stirred, and the golden "Ji" character floating in mid-air immediately burst into a huge light.

whoosh whoosh—

The light enveloped the three of them, transporting them to a magical space.

They observed everything happening in front of them as if they were standing from a third perspective.

"Quan Ji" stood on the podium, her eyes gleaming with golden light.

"Qingfeng" had a distorted attitude, shouting hurtful words with a fierce and hateful expression.

This is the scene recorded by the character "记" (ji). All of Qingfeng's resentment and grievances were expressed in the roar.

In a daze, the word "remember" vanished.

The three of them returned to the Teacher Qualification Office.

It seems like everything has changed, yet it also seems like nothing has changed.

The word "remember" led them into a scenario that had already occurred.

The old man could see and hear very clearly that Qingfeng resented being assigned to Class C, mocked the students of Canglan Academy as useless, and even said he would teach the students to become utterly useless!

In an instant, a heavy shadow fell over the old man's expression.

"Qingfeng! How dare you!"