Surprise! The boss of the last days, reborn before the engagement

His voice suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something terrible.

An Qihua noticed the Dean's strangeness and asked quickly, "Dean, what did you think of?"

Rong Junhao shook his head, trying to calm the waves in his heart.

"Nothing... nothing. I just think this matter is too strange. Although the strange fire is strong, the Divine Doctor Sect is not completely defenseless. Unless... unless someone did it on purpose."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

An Qihua was shocked when he heard this, "Who could that be? And what's their purpose?"

Rong Junhao pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Do you know that hundreds of years ago, there was a Saint-level poison master in my Fantasy God Continent, whose poison skills were so advanced that they could change the color of the world.

There was an irreconcilable grudge between him and the Divine Doctor Sect and several other forces. However, he had disappeared for hundreds of years, and I always thought he had...

The last time the Divine Doctor Sect’s Young Master Wei Linqin came to our Qinglong Academy was for this. He said that his father suspected that it might be that person who appeared…”

At this point, Rong Junhao paused again, as if he was having difficulty speaking. He looked out the window, his eyes deep and distant.

"But, if it was really him... Although the strange fire is not poisonous, it can also be a sharp weapon in his hands. But why did he choose to take action at this time? And why did he choose the Divine Doctor Sect?"

He paused, sighed... and continued: "Is it him? It's been almost a thousand years. No matter how great the hatred is... it should have faded with the passage of time, right?

But, if it wasn't him, then who could it be? Who could use such a powerful strange fire to destroy the Divine Doctor Sect in one fell swoop? "

An Qihua listened to what the dean said, his eyes narrowed slightly. He thought: "What a hypocrite! Rong Junhao..."

Rong Junhao pondered for a moment, then looked up at An Qihua: "Teacher An, you should investigate this matter immediately. Make sure to find out the truth behind the demise of the Divine Doctor Sect and the murderer behind it.

At the same time, you should also keep a close eye on the whereabouts of that person to see if he has really disappeared. Remember, this matter is of great importance, so you must be careful and not alert the enemy. "

Hearing this, An Qihua nodded to show that he understood. He turned around and was about to leave, but then he seemed to remember something and turned back to ask, "Dean, what about you? What are your plans?"

Rong Junhao smiled slightly, with a firm look in his eyes: "Me? Of course I have to go to the Divine Doctor Sect to find out for myself."

Upon hearing this, An Qihua said softly: "Okay, Dean... I'll go down first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Qihua turned around and walked out the door. The moment he turned around, a vicious look flashed in his eyes.

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On the afternoon of the third day, students from all walks of life came out of the Forest of Illusion one after another.

Ren Sifan stood on a huge bluestone. He was wearing a green robe with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal walking out of a painting.

His eyes swept across the group of young and energetic students below, their eyes sparkling with anticipation and satisfaction.

"Dear students..."

His voice was steady and powerful, cutting through the noise around him.

"You can now go and collect the results of this freshman competition. This is the best proof of your hard work and ability over the past period of time."

Upon hearing this, the students nodded in understanding and quickly took action.

They move among the crowd in groups of two or three or alone.

Elder Fu Mingxin stood aside, in front of a makeshift tent. He was wearing a golden robe and a jade plaque on his chest that symbolized his identity. He looked particularly majestic.

He greeted with a smile the students who came to register their grades.