“Wu Gewei, Xiao Qi, Feng Qingyang, unfortunately, you have not passed the assessment. You may leave tomorrow,” the dean’s words landed on the three individuals like a heavy blow, leaving them dizzy and trembling.
Upon hearing these words, Xu Yi’s mind trembled, and she glanced at Bai Shan with surprise.
She had mistakenly believed that he had also failed the assessment, given his pale and bloodless complexion.
Why did he look so distressed if he had indeed passed?
“Dean, could you please grant us another chance, just one more opportunity,” Feng Qingyang choked out these words, his eyes reddened, his demeanor desolate.
He seemed to have aged several years in an instant. O
verwhelmed by immense fear, he still couldn’t accept this reality.
Beside him, Wu Gewei and Xiao Qi nodded repeatedly, their faces mirroring the same urgency and pleading.
For individuals like them, failure in the assessment was a devastating blow.