Bad luck.
Soul-eating?
Everyone present was taken aback.
Mu Chen’s expression beca serious, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he turned to look.
A young man of about eighteen or nineteen entered, pushing the door open.
The young man had an elegant and tall figure, wearing a set of ice-blue Heavenly Silkworm Silk Clothes. His long hair was secured with a white jade hairpin, and his almond-shaped eyes exuded grace as he walked gracefully into the room.
Although his attire was not overly luxurious, his manner of speaking and walking exuded a certain nobility, truly embodying a fine gentleman.
The people originally arguing simultaneously fell silent, as if the young man possessed an invisible power that dissolved the room’s conflicts.
Even the foolish male students from Gu Feng Academy quieted down.
"Who are you?"
Seeing the newcor, the few were surprised.
Mu Chen and Nolan Zhuyun, upon seeing the newcor, exchanged looks filled with surprise, faintly guessing his identity.
"Long Qingxuan greets the directors and supervisors."
The young man slightly bowed, and upon hearing his na, everyone imdiately understood.
"So it’s the Crown Prince."
Governor Huang and the Spirit Institute Director hurried forward to greet him.
Mu Chen and Nolan Zhuyun nodded slightly at the newcor as a form of greeting.
This person was none other than the son of Emperor Longteng, Crown Prince Long Qingxuan.
He is indeed Long Qingchen’s elder brother.
Although both co from the sa lineage, Long Qingxuan and Long Qingchen feel strikingly different.
Long Qingchen is arrogant and fierce, like a blazing fire.
But Long Qingxuan, despite being the elder brother and noble, appears refined like gentle moonlight, not overly dazzling, yet impossible to look away from.
Within Longteng Territory, many legends revolve around Long Qingxuan, but few have truly seen him, including the academy directors.
Since a young age, due to his extraordinary talent, Long Qingxuan was sent abroad, never studying at Qingtian Academy.
"It is an honor to have you here, Crown Prince. I apologize for not welcoming you sooner. Have you co on behalf of Taichang..."
Governor Huang said with a smile.
He had long heard that, at the age of twelve, Long Qingxuan was chosen by Taichang Holy Institute.
These past years, he has been studying at Taichang Holy Institute, and his visit is likely related to the Little Eagle Chick Conference.
"Director, indeed I’ve co for the Little Eagle Chick Conference, but not to participate; rather, to escort students. Qingxuan, though humble, has recently beco an interdiate supervisory master at Taichang Holy Institute."
Long Qingxuan smiled, explaining his purpose like a casual conversation.
Supervisory Master of Taichang Holy Institute!
Hearing this, everyone present, except Nolan Zhuyun and Mu Chen, was greatly surprised.
That’s Taichang Holy Institute. Long Qingxuan, so young, has beco a supervisor?
No wonder there are always rumors saying Long Qingxuan has no intention of inheriting the throne, and the Third Prince Long Qingchen might replace his brother to inherit the throne.
If he indeed becos a supervisor at Taichang Holy Institute, the throne becos less significant.
After all, Taichang Holy Institute is said to be the place protected by ancient true gods.
As a supervisor, there’s a chance to enter...
While the directors and supervisors were indulging in their imaginations, they observed Long Qingxuan approaching the ntally disturbed students.
"Crown Prince."
Mu Chen wanted to stop him.
But Long Qingxuan had already grasped one of the male students’ hands.
"As expected, they have been possessed by ghost energy, surely having encountered ghosts, and extrely formidable ones at that."
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