Trouble

The Dean had only glanced at David for a couple of seconds, with David's recent level of strength and perception, it was easy for him to notice.

He glanced at the dean's direction and his eyes connected with the Dean.

David glanced at the Dean casually before bowing his head slightly as a form of respect, after all, the Dean was a true heaven realm expert. Moreover, he wasn't the type to judge things unfairly and David respected him for that.

The Dean nodded his head at David and then glanced at the few hundred students he had left.

The middle-aged Dean shook his head and an expression of sorrow flashed past his mind. He had lost 70 percent of the students he had brought to this place, how could he not be sad.

But then, as he saw the mental waves of the students who had survived, his eyes brightened. Those he had placed his hope in had not disappointed him.