"Discipline me?" Shen Ran was taken aback and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha, if you have the guts, go and tell the Dean on me. I absolutely welcome you to do so! Someone, show this man out!"
Let's see who the Dean will favor then!
"You..." Wu Yi's face changed drastically, and he fiercely shook his sleeves, glancing angrily at Shen Ran before turning away.
Watching the old man leave, Shen Ran felt an unprecedented sense of pride. He felt invigorated, something he hadn't felt in a long time.
Wu Yi, you think you can compete with me when you can't even judge people correctly? Go to sleep!
Shen Ran chuckled, leaving those in the Alchemy Hall puzzled. Had Wu Yi driven the old man mad? And he still spoke of cutting off supplies; wasn't he afraid of the Dean's blame?
Everyone shook their heads, no one knew what was getting into the old man...
