At noon, the sunlight bathes everyone warmly, easily luring people into drowsiness.
Normally, at this ti, Master Mo of the School Clinic would be napping.
However, today was an exception.
Right now, the Spirit Institute Director was at the School Clinic with Master Mo, munching on roasted sweet potatoes.
Hey~
Really, these sweet potatoes are quite delicious, much better than the swill served at the Academy Dining Hall.
"Director, bad news! Shaking Light Class and Yuheng Class are fighting!"
The Spirit Institute Director squinted his eyes in delight, but the sudden commotion startled him.
"What? Yuheng Class is bullying Shaking Light Class again? Ah, I’ve told Fang Dushi countless tis, we’re all part of the Spirit Institute, we should love and care for each other, not constantly bully the weak."
The Spirit Institute Director looked deeply moved.
"You’ve got it wrong, this ti it’s not Yuheng Class attacking Shaking Light Class, it’s Shaking Light Class... who beat up Yuheng Class!"
Pfft—
The Spirit Institute Director spat out a mouthful of sweet potato.
He wasn’t deaf, was he?
Shaking Light Class beating Yuheng Class?
The sun must have risen from the west.
"Cough cough, where are the supervisors of the two classes? Such a big incident, why aren’t the supervisors handling it."
The Spirit Institute Director looked dissatisfied.
Spirit Institute only has three classes, but these three classes are constantly bickering and eyeing each other with animosity.
Fights are normal, after all, young blood, full of vigor, an occasional brawl isn’t a big deal.
Usually, these fights are just minor squabbles.
Thus, he has always turned a blind eye and hadn’t pursued any consequences.
Especially since the Spirit Institute had just settled a recent issue, the dust had barely settled when Shaking Light Class and Yuheng Class stirred trouble again.
Can’t a person enjoy a sweet potato in peace!
"They’re in the middle of fighting, both class supervisors are currently at the Cultivation Field, students from both classes are continuously arriving, they are in the midst of a brawl, fighting fiercely."
The reporting supervisor looked frustrated.
He wanted to step in and break it up, but ended up getting kicked five tis by Mu Chen and punched three tis by Fang Dushi.
We can’t afford to provoke them.
"A brawl! Hurry, stop them!"
The Spirit Institute Director leaped up energetically, faster than a rabbit.
He had run quite a distance before rembering.
"Master Mo, follow ."
But Master Mo just lazily lifted his eyelids, showing complete reluctance.
"Beibei, grab the dical kit, let’s go enjoy the show."
By the ti the Spirit Institute Director arrived at the Cultivation Field, it was a complete ss.
Several students from Yuheng Class were beaten beyond recognition, resembling swollen pigs.
Looking at the two supervisors, Mu Chen and Fang Dushi.
Mu Chen still looked immaculate, his handso face wearing a carefree smile.
Fang Dushi’s face was livid, covered with bruises.
"Mu Chen, you are shaless! Your students used tricks, ambushing mine!"
"Fang Dushi, what’s wrong with you, what tricks? That’s called being smart! Do you think everyone should be like you and your students, having brains like pigs?"
Mu Chen spat disdainfully.
Fang Dushi nearly passed out from anger.
"What on earth happened!"
Panting, the Spirit Institute Director rushed over, and seeing the scene, especially the repeatedly unconscious Tuoba Liang, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"It was Xin Lin! She ca looking for trouble!"
"It was Tuoba Liang, he and his people attacked my students first!"
When it ca to tattling, Mu Chen and Fang Dushi were both no slouches, each holding their grounds, neither willing to give in.
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