44 Change Of Plans

Selling all these pills may seem simple, but in actual fact, is a huge problem. While he could just go to the Refining Headquarters and sell them normally, there was bound to be trouble.

For one, the Refining Division would never sell these pills to any other Division. In fact, the Elders may just take the pills, and say, 'You have made a great contribution to the Division'.

That would make Zhang Wei, not only pissed, but also rage like never before.

Should he sell them in the city? No… that would make it more likely that someone would rob them before they could sell even one.

It seemed like anywhere he tries to sell them, experts would just steal it from him.

"Asyraaf where should I sell all these pills?" He hoped that Asyraaf had a safe way to sell all these pills.

He didn't want to be forced to reveal his strength if it was necessary. He needed to build up the name of Roland, not Zhang Wei.

Asyraaf pondered for a while before saying with a proud face.

"Hmm. I guess we could just use the Academy auction. I mean if we use the Refining Division's auction then we won't even be able to sell even one."

He looked as if he had just said something wise.

[Sir Zhang, that was a nice plan right, wait what's with that expression? It's like you're looking at a bug. You're joking right Sir Zhang. Please tell me you are joking.]

Without even reading his mind, Zhang Wei knew exactly what this idiot was thinking.

[This bug. You think I couldn't think of that simple fact? This idiot is looking down on me too much.]

The disdain on his face was eminent.

"Oh right, Sir Zhang, since we're going to use the Academy Auction, I could ask Aron to help us." He hurriedly suggested.

If Zhang Wei remembered correctly, Aron is the direct disciple of the Headmaster.

"Aron? That's actually not a bad idea. Looks like you can say something useful once in a while."

Asyraaf was glad Zhang Wei accepted his plan.

He immediately left and headed to the Central compound.

He hoped that Aron was not doing anything important currently. Even if he was… then it was still not a problem. He just had to 'intervene', so that it would finish quicker.

Reaching Central compound was not difficult whatsoever, it was a lot easier to travel to the middle of the academy, rather than from one division to the other.

-

Inside the Headmaster's office in the Central compound, a knock on the door was heard.

"Enter."

A delicate youth quietly entered the room. His face had feminine features, almost as if he was a crossdressing beauty. Even though his face showed not even a trace of emotion, he couldn't help but release a feeling of femininity.

The man who was sitting on the main desk had a smile on his face as he saw this boy coming in.

"Curt, is your senior brother out of his closed door cultivation?"

The delicate youth bowed in respect before replying, "He just came out a few moments ago. He's now officially a Level 3 Martial Practitioner. The pill you gave him was very useful, Master."

This man was none other than the Headmaster of Zarion Academy itself, Vincent Cromwell.

"If he didn't have the ability, no pill would make any difference. He still has a long way to go." Even though he said that, his eyes were brimming with pride.

"Is he resting now?"

"Yes. He wanted to come here and report his progress immediately, but I asked Terrence to send him away."

Vincent nodded, "Give Terrence my thanks. Your senior brother sure is a troublemaker."

Curt heard this and showed a hint of emotion, "Compared to Asyraaf, he's actually quite docile."

Vincent gave a big laugh, "Indeed."

"Give your senior brother this pill. It can help aid in his recovery." As he said that, he threw out a small pill to Curt.

"Very well, Master." Curt bowed and excused himself.

After Curt left the room, Vincent's face grew serious again. He looked out of his window in the direction of the Refining Division.

"Seriously, what is that Idiot thinking."

The news that Division Head Syamil had accepted a Successive Disciple, had him think of new plans.

Given his relationship with the Division Head, he would undoubtedly send assistance, if the other Divisions try to attack.

But once he does, it would escalate into a massive scale war. He as the Headmaster, had the responsibility to make sure, no lasting damage would be inflicted to the Academy.

So this situation was not looking good for him.

"Headmaster." A voice suddenly spoke as Vincent was pondering.

"What's the news?" Vincent asked without looking at the direction of the voice.

"Medical Division and Refining Division are now in an Alliance."

Vincent raised his brows. He was surprised that those two would ally themselves, given how different their personalities are.

Given this situation, he should be glad that the Medical Division won't stand with that crazy woman. But he still couldn't help but feel a bit bitter.

[Why that woman? Damn it Syamil! You know I don't get along with her!]

"Good job. Keep an eye out for their next actions."

"Understood." With that, the voice dispersed.

Vincent hoped in his heart that Division Head Syamil made the right decision.

-

Asyraaf had finally arrived at the Administrations Office, but unfortunately, he found out that Aron had already went back to his private residence.

Since Aron's private quarters was not far from the Administrations Office, Asyraaf didn't really mind. He headed there immediately.

[If I found out that you left your residence for something stupid, I'll give you a beating.]

Asyraaf swore in his heart as he made his way over.