Unsettled Aftermath

School had long ended, but the office of the dean of Star Cloud Academy was still brightly lit.

Lin Mingdao pinched the bridge of his nose and blinked hard a few times. He exhaled, picked up the cup on the table, and drank a mouthful of water. He stood up and walked around the huge dean's office twice.

Every time he felt tired, he would use this method to relieve himself.

In the seven years he had been the dean, he had repeated this method countless times.

Of course, it was not easy to be the dean of Star Cloud Academy. The pressure of work in all aspects was enough to make ordinary people feel suffocated.

Lin Mingdao could do most of the time with ease now, but this time, he still felt very tired.

Although more than a week had passed since the ultimate arbitration, and on the surface, the commotion had already passed, the effect was actually far from fading. It could even be said to have just begun.