Shang Ran looked at Mo Ye who was out of breath, and saw his pupils turn white and he slowly closed his eyes. She smiled as she spoke, "You are really not my second senior brother anymore. You brought this upon yourself, second senior brother. Don't blame anyone. Master has done nothing wrong to you. If Master didn't love you, he wouldn't have spent his entire life to save you, and this is how you repay Master."

"And Master has never disliked you, you have just been overthinking it. So, Second Brother, please don't resent Master anymore, he has suffered enough."

"Second Brother..." Shang Ran couldn't bear it in the end. The three of them grew up together. It was not anyone's fault. If anyone had to blame someone, it was God who gave Mo Ye a jealous, hateful and fragile mind.

Makes it all so complicated.

Mo Ye's body was completely dead. Shang Ran wiped away the tears in her eyes and touched Mo Ye, who was beaten black and blue. She sighed, then stood up and walked to the old dean.

She didn’t know whether Mo Ye regretted it in the end, but this was all she could do.

I hope that down there, they will no longer be so disgusted with each other and ignore each other like they are now.

Huankong looked at Shangran, his voice a little hollow, "Junior sister, this is all finally coming to an end. You have to be careful of the Blood Alliance coming back for revenge. They are just trash, so I'm sure the Blood Alliance won't do anything to the academy for now. Go back and remind the academy disciples."

"But Master and Second Senior Brother..."

"I'm here, and I'll definitely get it done. Go back and calm them down first, and tell Lan Qingyu that I'll go and apologize after I've taken care of Master's affairs!"

"Brother, I want to accompany Master."

"You should go quickly. The master died twenty years ago. There is no master anymore."

"Well... yes, Shangran understands."

-

The sky has darkened, indicating that today's storm is over.

Aotian Academy was peaceful at this time, but it was all on the surface.

In every courtyard and room of Aotian Academy, people were discussing today's war, especially in the West Courtyard. The discussion was heated and everyone had a smile on their face.

Only in the East Courtyard, the gloomy atmosphere oppressed people's hearts.

Everyone thought Bei Ming Junze would win a great victory and be able to kill Lan Qingyu with one blow, but, he was killed by Lan Qingyu instead.

This not only made the East Court lose face, but also gave them a severe slap in the face from the West Court.

However, Dean Mo Ye has not shown up for a whole day. They are now like ants in a pot of hot water, at a loss as to what to do.

If there weren't a few tutors in the entire East Courtyard, I'm afraid it would have been in chaos.

Compared to the panic-stricken people in the East Courtyard, the people in the West Courtyard were extremely happy.

Except Lan Qingyu.

Ever since Lan Qingyu told Mo Yao about Ling Yunzhi's incident, something was not quite right with him.

Especially after coming back from a trip out, he was like an ice sculpture, his whole body was cold, and he kept staring at Lan Qingyu, which made Lan Qingyu a little confused.

Lan Qingyu waved her white hand in front of Mo Yao's eyes, and then asked, "Mo Yao, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep staring at me without saying anything? You make me feel very nervous, do you know that?"

Mo Yao narrowed his pupils, and his voice was a little frustrated and a little worried, "Little Feather, do you know what news I just got?"

"what?"

"Do you know about the Qilian Mountains?"

"It seems that the white tiger, one of the four great beasts, is about to be born. Is this true?"

"Yes, but we should deal with the Mei Sect before we go to the Qilian Mountains. It won't cost us a few days anyway."

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