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“I can, but I will continue to hold onto them,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Alright then…”

Liang Sifan hurried off, while Zhu Minglang continued to wait patiently.

Bai Qi had Little White thaw the ice encasing the students, whose bodies were frozen purple, so cold that they couldn’t even speak clearly.

Zhu Minglang let them move around, as long as they didn’t leave this medicinal mound.

Of course, the students had also witnessed the terror of Zhu Minglang, and didn’t dare to make any further trouble in front of this Demon Lord. They huddled obediently after warming up.

“You villain, once the people from the Punishment Institute arrive, they will surely have you flayed a thousand times over!” Fan Lu, with his eyebrows knitted, pointed at Zhu Minglang, his haughty demeanor undiminished.

“Ahem… Instructor Fan, the people from the Punishment Institute are over there, they’ve just been thawed out it seems,” a male student said in a lowered voice at that moment.

Fan Lu and these students had been frozen without any awareness of what happened next, and they also had no concept of time. Fan Lu still thought that the Punishment Institute’s people hadn’t come yet…

Turning his head to look, wasn’t that Liang Zhong from the Punishment Institute!

He and his Talisman Masters, they all fell victim too?

Fan Lu was shocked, not expecting Zhu Minglang to be so powerful that even the Talisman Masters from the Punishment Institute couldn’t handle him.

“Do not be so arrogant, our Dean already knows about this, and he will show you no mercy!” Fan Lu took a deep breath before he continued speaking.

“Eh, isn’t that battered and bruised man over there the Dean?” Another student, while helping to thaw others, discovered the man collapsed in a heap of ruined earth.

Dean Lian Feiling had actually heard Fan Lu’s words, but he was too humiliated to make a sound, feeling as though several more wounds had mysteriously opened up on his body.

Fan Lu hurried over and glanced at the man in the pit.

Quickly, she covered her mouth, her eyes filled with horror!

It really was the Dean!!

On any given day, Dean Lian Feiling would be dressed in noble robes, donning the Feather Crown, and despite being nearly forty, he still looked handsome, exuding an aloof and ethereal presence like a real immortal, and Fan Lu has always regarded Dean Lian Feiling as a role model…

But who would have thought that the Dean could also show such an embarrassingly disheveled side!!

This simply overturned the perfect image of the Dean in Fan Lu’s mind!!

“You… You were also defeated by this Demon Lord??” Fan Lu said, disbelieving.

Dean Lian Feiling kept his eyes closed, and although his injuries were not serious enough to prevent him from speaking, he didn’t want to say a word.

Soon, the other students who had returned to normal also gathered around.

Before long, those Talisman Masters from the Punishment Institute, they too made their way over, with a trace of good fortune on their cheeks.

So, even the Dean was no match for this person; then their complete defeat at the hands of the Punishment Institute wasn’t so shameful after all.

A group of people sat around a flame, to the unknowing observer it might seem like the folks from the Godly Mortal Academy were enjoying a comfortable winter barbecue…

But at this moment, everyone’s faces still looked unpleasant, and there weren’t many people speaking. On one hand, they had indeed completely lost face this time; on the other hand, there were several dragons watching over them.

The innocent servants were now searching everywhere for warm clothes and some food to keep warm. Despite their own bodies shivering with cold, they still had to attend to this group who had been defeated without a shred of dignity.

Finally, someone arrived, breaking the agonizingly shameful atmosphere. The battered and bruised members of the Godly Mortal Academy nearly rushed to greet the middle-aged man whom Liang Sifan had invited.

The middle-aged man was somewhat overweight, with a prominent belly, and had a kind expression, but his eyes carried a hint of authority. If one were to judge him solely by his appearance, it would be easy to overlook him, but he represented a level within the Godly Mortal Academy higher than that of the dean, which obviously wasn’t as simple as he appeared.

“Younger brother, disgraceful, so disgraceful!” the middle-aged overweight man approached, immediately spotting Liang Quan from the Punishment Institute and shaking his head repeatedly.

Liang Quan’s face turned black with anger.

Everyone had been defeated, including Dean Lian Feiling, so why was Liang Zhong pointing at him alone?

“Master Zhu, this is my father, retired early from the Godly Mortal Academy…” said Liang Sifan.

“Rank and position aren’t worth mentioning. Young man, impressive indeed! Our Godly Mortal Academy hasn’t really been up to snuff these years, but we still have some substance. To think that you alone brought down our Punishment Institute and the dean!” Liang Zhong said smilingly, giving Zhu Minglang a thumbs-up.

The faces of everyone from the Godly Mortal Academy grew even darker.

Indeed, like father, like daughter.

Was the honored guest here to help them regain their honor? It felt more like he had come, in high spirits, to witness their humiliation upon hearing of it!

“Honored guest, this person is unreasonable and ruthless, disregarding the authority of our Godly Mortal Academy and attacking us viciously…” Fan Lu berated angrily.

Liang Zhong was obviously not a fool.

Moreover, on the way here, Liang Sifan had already recounted the whole incident.

In Liang Zhong’s eyes, Master Zhu’s actions seemed quite measured and had extended sufficient face to the Godly Mortal Academy. Otherwise, given these incompetents, if they had encountered a real demon cult, they’d probably already be fertilizer for the herb mounds here, rather than having the chance to complain!

“From Zhu Gate?” Liang Zhong asked.

“Yes, Zhu Minglang.”

“Then do you know Zhu Heavenly Officer?” Liang Zhong continued.

“Father.” Zhu Minglang replied.

“Ah?” Liang Zhong was taken aback for a moment, sizing up Zhu Minglang with a look of doubt, “Zhu Heavenly Officer has a son? How come he never mentioned you to me?”

Fan Lu and those students obviously knew Zhu Minglang’s origins even better, considering a revered guest like Liang Zhong might not pay attention to power struggles, but they certainly did.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

So he knew my father.

As long as I’m not in the Imperial City, in the eyes of Zhu Heavenly Officer, I don’t exist; that indeed fits the behavior of a father who keeps his hands off.

Since they were acquainted, Zhu Minglang was naturally more polite, especially as it was clear that the other party wasn’t here to trouble him.

“Uncle Liang should have understood the situation as well. As the City Lord of Runyu City, I can comprehend Godly Mortal Academy’s reluctance to shelter us, but by the same token, I will exercise my authority as the City Lord. Repeated warnings were ineffective, and relying on Godly Mortal Academy’s name to seize the Spirit Vein, I naturally won’t be polite,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Self-important fools, you… sigh. Zhu Gate is now the foremost of the Six Great Clans, not any worse than our Godly Mortal Academy, yet you still flaunt the Academy’s name to bring disgrace upon us!”

“Look at the truly powerful younger generation; when have they ever boasted about their own power? To win is one thing, but to lose so utterly, now I, who am already retired, have to come here and plead on your behalf. If this gets out to the Imperial City, how shall I, Liang Zhong, ever hold my head up in front of those Sect Leaders, Kings, Deans, and Palace Masters? If I meet the master of Zhu Gate, won’t I have to take a detour?”