The incident at De Yue Building came to a temporary close.
Xin Lin still had to continue with her studies at Qingtian Academy.
In the morning, just as usual, Xin Lin went to the Cultivation Center for the foundational classes.
But who knew that as soon as she arrived at the Cultivation Center, she saw the new students of Shaking Light Class with bruised faces and swollen noses. Inside, the place was a mess, charred marks everywhere.
"What happened?"
Xin Lin frowned upon seeing this.
"What else could have happened? It's all your fault. Just now, Yuheng Class's leader Tuoba Liang came. He said you offended someone from Yuheng Class and he came to get even by beating us all up."
The twenty-some new students spoke over each other.
In the morning, Tuoba Liang, accompanied by two or three old students, stormed in with great audacity.
