The Imperial Academy was only three streets away from the Imperial Palace.
The surrounding area was mostly government residences.
Those who can enter the Imperial Academy are all scions of prestigious families.
Where can we be trampled on by commoners?
Several unruly individuals had already summoned the guards and soldiers, who were rolling up their sleeves, ready to fight.
The old master of Yulin Academy led everyone in arguing their case, shouting until their throats were dry, their faces red and their necks thick, displaying a fearless spirit that said, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
Qin Run was pushed to the front by several classmates.
"What are you afraid of? You have the Ninth Prince, that ruthless man, behind you. Even if something happens, no one will dare to do anything to you."
"That's right! Guo Hao and Huo Zhen's group all cowered and didn't show up. You can't be a coward too!"
"The Sixth Prince has gone to observe mourning. Otherwise, would we have allowed this rabble to tarnish the reputation of the Imperial Academy?"
Qin Run felt that this matter was not right.
Unwilling to take the lead, he twisted his body and shrank back.
He Yidong ran over to dissuade him.
"Learning knows no poverty or lowliness. Qin Run is being taught by the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Do not act impulsively."
He was pushed away by his classmates as soon as he finished speaking.
"You stole the show in the grand competition, won the gold plaque and the emperor's favor, and now you think you've become someone important? You dare to meddle in our affairs? Get out of here."
He Yidong was young and physically weak.
He stumbled and almost fell after being pushed.
Fortunately, Qin Run pulled him back.
He practiced the Bagua Formation with Li Dou some time ago, and his lower body is very stable.
After helping the person up, just as he was about to state his position, he suddenly saw Mo Yunhan riding over from not far away, followed by Ye Qi and a dozen or so guards.
He instinctively raised his hand and shouted.
"cousin."
Everyone looked over at that shout.
The students at Yulin Academy didn't recognize Mo Yunhan, but almost everyone at Taixue Academy did.
Immediately, someone from the Imperial Academy arrogantly slapped a student across the face.
"See that? That's the Ninth Prince of the current dynasty. You bunch of ignorant and foolish scholars, how dare you challenge the Imperial Academy? You're simply courting death."
The people of Yulin Academy were originally gentlemen who used words rather than fists.
They were stunned when they were suddenly hit.
His anger intensified immediately.
The old scholar, who was the headmaster of the academy, was so angry that his beard trembled.
“Under the Emperor’s nose, how can you powerful and wealthy people disgrace culture like this? What can the Ninth Prince do? The Imperial Academy has been oppressing private schools for many years and has even seized the quotas for the imperial examinations, making it a luxury for us common people to even pass the exams. Today, I will risk my life to seek justice for the students of the academy.”
He rushed shakily to Mo Yunhan.
Completely ignoring the falcon that was still walking, he lay down on the ground.
He chose to die to prove his innocence.
"Today, the powerful and wealthy trample on my flesh and blood; the clear sky bears witness!"
The students of Yulin Academy cried out in unison.
"Dean!"
"Master!"
At this moment, Xiaohong and Xiaohua slowly walked out from behind the falcon.
Crouching on the ground, though it didn't roar, its ferocious beastly aura was palpable.
Even the old scholar couldn't help but swallow.
His face turned pale.
"You...you're going to let this beast eat people?"
The enraged teenagers all had tears in their eyes and pointed at Mo Yunhan, cursing him loudly.
He spoke fluently and without repeating himself; it was utterly ridiculous.
Mo Yunhan pulled on the reins and looked at him coldly.
Ye Qi drew his sword, ready to move.
But Mo Yunhan raised his hand to stop him.
Qin Run was extremely anxious.
"Cousin, please don't hurt the old master. Let's talk this out."
The people at Yulin Academy all had bloodshot eyes.
"What's there to say? You've gone too far."
"Today, we stand tall and proud, and we will never bow down to you."
"I am willing to follow the dean and demonstrate my understanding through my own actions."
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
The group from the Imperial Academy were now in high spirits.
The appearance of Mo Yunhan further emboldened them.
The young masters and princes who had come with their guards waved their hands and said, "Beat them! Beat all these lowly people to death and show everyone how tough they are."
The guards and a dozen or so soldiers immediately rushed forward.
The scene was chaotic.
The old scholar, sprawled on the ground, pounded his chest in anger, cursing and weeping.
Mo Yunhan looked at Ye Qi.
"Be careful with your strength, don't kill anyone."
Ye Qi nodded and dashed forward with a light step.
Seeing that Mo Yunhan was even going to send people to beat them up, the old master was so angry that he got up from the ground and rammed his head against the falcon.
"I'll fight you to the death."
The students from the Imperial Academy were shouting excitedly.
"These poor wretches are doomed!"
A smug glint flashed in the eyes of a young eunuch who had been watching the show from the corner.
Mo Yunhan killed an innocent student in the street. If this matter blows up, the Ninth Prince's Mansion will be finished.
But the next moment, Ye Qi kicked all the arrogant guards away in a few swift movements.
Several soldiers who used particularly heavy-handed methods had their arms dislocated, and they rolled on the ground screaming in agony.
The students from both sides were so frightened that they took a step back, all of them dumbfounded.
A young teacher quickly came over and pulled the old teacher away, who was crying and begging to die.
"Dean, it seems that the Ninth Prince is not here to kill us."
The old scholar was stunned.
At this moment, Mo Yunhan dismounted.
He bent down and helped the old master up.
"Is the elderly person injured?"
The old scholar was a little dazed, but quickly straightened his neck.
“I am not afraid of death, and you do not need to use such appeasement methods. Our Yulin Academy has been oppressed for many years, and now some of our students have lost their lives for no reason. We will not back down in the slightest on this matter.”
Mo Yunhan said calmly, "You're right."
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