“Come on! Do you think my West Court is afraid of you? Just come at me! You act like you are so powerful, but actually, you are nothing.” The disciples of the West Court were not willing to be outdone.

The disciples of the East Court were not to be underestimated. "Yes, yes, you West Court disciples are powerful. You can only do things like untying other people's arms. Do you know that this is a mean act? It is the most despicable thing!"

……

The two houses were arguing fiercely and their mouths were dry. Even so, they did not stop, and the two houses had already started fighting. The scene was as chaotic as it could be, and there was even blood.

After Dean Shangran and Dean Moye received information about what happened in the square, they rushed over immediately, but their attitudes were completely opposite.

Dean Mo Ye glanced at his East Court disciples coldly, then cursed them fiercely, "This is what I taught you. If you are scolded, you should scold back. If you are beaten, you should beat back. Even if you die, you cannot let the other person go. Otherwise, you are insulting yourselves and the teachings of this dean."

Dean Mo Ye's words were full of energy, and he did not show any intention of lowering his posture to apologize.

Dean Shang Ran heard what Dean Mo Ye said and ignored them. Instead, she comforted her disciples and asked, "How are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Shang Ran looked at her disciples who all lowered their heads. She sighed helplessly, "Tell me, why are you quarreling and making a fuss? Why can't we talk things out calmly instead of resorting to violence?"

"Vice-President, no, it's just that they are too bullying. If they hadn't insulted us and humiliated Miss Lan, we wouldn't be so impulsive." A disciple explained weakly.

When the disciples from the East Court heard the explanation as soft as fine lines, they laughed, and their laughter was very arrogant.

"Hahaha, Dean of the West Court, of course they dare not say anything, because the fault is yours. We from the East Court are just seeking justice. There is no other way. It's your fault that you are unreasonable. Do you want us to distort the facts and turn black into white? Are you sure you are not kidding!?" The disciples of the East Court looked at the people from the West Court sarcastically.

Dean Shang Ran was a little angry when she heard what the East Court disciple said, but she held back. She raised her voice and walked towards Dean Mo Ye while looking at everyone in the East Court coldly and said, "Really? Gathering to fight is what we disciples of Aotian College should do? Do you still have the rules of the college in your eyes? Do you think we are the deans for nothing? Or do you want to challenge the authority and see what the punishment is like, right?"

Dean Mo Ye disagreed, "Shangran, don't be angry all the time. If you get angry, you will age quickly and then you won't be able to get married. Besides, is there any need to be angry about such things? They are just children playing around. Besides, it's not a big deal, right? Bei Ming Junze from our East Courtyard also lost an arm and we didn't even shout for revenge. Why get angry over such a small matter? It's not worth it."

After saying this, Dean Mo Ye smiled strangely, with a cold light in his eyes. "Besides, you and Dean Huan Kong protected Lan Qingyu so much. Could it be that Lan Qingyu is your and Dean Huan Kong's illegitimate daughter?"

Dean Shangran was so angry when he heard Mo Ye's blunt words that he pointed at Mo Ye's nostrils and yelled, "Mo Ye, you are too shameless. Why do you want to frame me like this? I am so disappointed in you."

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