RING RING RING—
Late at night, a phone rang urgently.
It rang in the principal's office.
Tang Baichuan hadn't left the school.
Tonight was a life-or-death battle for Xingwu University.
As the principal, he had decided to stay and fight to the death.
"Hello?"
After a long moment, he picked up the phone.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his brow furrowed slightly.
"Yes, proceed as planned. Notify the Xingwu Guard. Prepare for battle!"
After hanging up, Tang Baichuan changed into a trench coat.
He walked straight out of his office.
The moment he stepped out the door, he saw dozens of people in red robes standing in the hallway.
Tang Baichuan shot them a cold glance.
"The enemy's horn has sounded. Are your weapons ready to taste blood?"
"Yes, they are!"
Tang Baichuan chuckled and nodded. "Then let them drink their fill. Let the battle begin!"
SWISH SWISH SWISH—
Just as Tang Baichuan's voice fell,
