"Is the future bleak?"
Jiang Chen interrupted Su Ruoyun with a cold laugh: "How is it bleak for Changlin Academy?"
Su Ruoyun was slightly taken aback, glanced at Jin Baisheng beside her, hesitated for a moment, unsure how to respond.
"What? Do you think that besides Elder Jin and the strong members of the Gold-devouring Rat Clan, there are no formidable figures above the Saint Realm at Changlin Academy?"
An ironic glint appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes: "Do you really think that without you, our Changlin Academy lacks powerful figures of the Saint and Holy Monarch Realms to oversee it?"
Tai Yuan and the others' expressions changed slightly, and though they remained silent, their gaze seemed to affirm it!
"Heh heh!"
Jiang Chen let out a cold laugh: "Not to mention that the entire Gold-devouring Rat Clan has already joined Changlin Academy, but even without them, do you truly believe that our academy lacks strong figures?"
