The principal cleared his throat and casually replied.
"Oh, really? All the academies! After you left, my phone hasn't stopped ringing. Top academies, first-class academies, second-class academies, all want a piece."
"They're all here to recruit Lin Ping'an, but whether they're aware of the situation with cultivation techniques, I really have no idea!"
"Oh!"
With that, he sighed and walked out the door.
Meanwhile, Lin Ping'an remained incredibly calm.
A few dozen minutes later.
At the gates of Celestial Yang First Middle School, a luxury car arrived, and not far from the entrance, the principal was already waiting there.
Putting everything aside, the recruitment directors from those academies are, at minimum, martial artists beyond the Fourth Grade Realm.
In such circumstances, greeting them personally is basic etiquette.
A moment later, a middle-aged man appeared, his aura somewhat restrained but still tinged with an unmistakable sense of foreboding and intimidation.
